If she admitted that she was Lin Qian, she had no idea how she would face Gu Moyang.
The two of them sat down in the private room, Gu Moyang handed over the menu to her, "Linda, the honey glazed BBQ pork here is fantastic, I remember it used to be your favorite."
Lin Qian remained silent. It seemed he still remembered that honey glazed BBQ pork was her favourite.
Some words, when spoken, just make things awkward.
Lin Qian quietly ordered a few vegetarian dishes. Looking at those bloody meats, she would remember certain things.
Seeing that she had only ordered vegetarian dishes, Gu Moyang himself ordered some meat dishes.
The waiter, feeling they were almost done, asked quietly, "Mr. Gu, would you like some wine?"
"Linda, do you want a drink?"
Lin Qian shook her head; she was afraid she might not be able to hold back her words if she drank too much.
Gu Moyang was going to drive, as a civil servant, it was clear he wouldn't drink.
