A hint of inexplicable loss flashed inside.
Tang Yishen noticing Wen Zhiyao's mood changes, explained, "I just thought it would be quieter in the private room, unlike the hall that's so noisy. Of course, if you don't like the atmosphere here, we can move back to the hall."
Speaking, Tang Yishen was about to call the waiter to have the dishes sent back to the ground floor.
Wen Zhiyao hurriedly prevented him, "No, this place is fine, there's no need to bother others."
Tang Yishen clipped a piece of Cumin Lamb Steak into Wen Zhiyao's bowl, reminding her, "This Cumin Lamb Steak is a signature dish here, give it a try."
Tang Yishen's actions were smooth and effortless, everything seemed natural and unproblematic, however, Wen Zhiyao strangely felt otherwise.
As Wen Zhiyao hesitated whether to eat the lamb steak or not, the door to the room was suddenly opened.
After going into multiple rooms, Jiang She had finally found them.
