Murong Qiao didn't doubt Huo Yichen's arrangements. After following the other party out of the airport and getting into the car, she saw the chauffeur, Ye Zhen, who was also familiar to her.
"Good evening, Mrs President," Ye Zhen greeted politely.
He had followed over here later. Huo Yichen hated employees who gossiped, so he simply called Ye Zhen over to drive.
Huo Yichen gestured for Ye Zhen to drive. "Go to the restaurant I booked."
Ye Zhen didn't say anything and did as he was told. As soon as Huo Yichen spoke, he stepped on the accelerator and started the car.
"It's so late… Are they still open?" Murong Qiao looked at the time.
She wanted to go to the restaurant, but it was near Hui University. She usually followed the students' schedules and left. Now that it was almost curfew, they were probably preparing to close the restaurant.
Huo Yichen raised his eyebrows. "They'll be open."
