The fireworks started at 11 p. m. and didn't end until midnight.
The two of them stayed on the rooftop for a long time. During this time, the hotel even sent a fruit platter.
When she saw the food, Song Qingyou remembered that she had called Jiang Zhihan out before the Jiang family's dinner was over.
"Have you had dinner? You're not allowed to lie!" She said solemnly.
Jiang Zhihan looked into her serious eyes and shook his head slowly.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Song Qingyou grumbled in disappointment, then grabbed his hand without a word.
"Let's go find a place to eat."
Jiang Zhihan let her hold him like an obedient kid.
Unfortunately, it was already midnight and it was the new year. The restaurants and stalls on the streets were not open.
Song Qingyou drove around half of the city, but she couldn't find a place to eat.
