Su Yin sat in the passenger seat of He Wencheng's car.
Her eyes steadfastly watched the roses in front of her, not talking, also lacking any strong emotion.
He Wencheng, on the other hand, seemed quite happy.
He chattered on and on incessantly.
But obviously, he was entertaining himself.
He Wencheng didn't mind either.
He parked the car in front of an upscale restaurant.
Su Yin glanced back at it.
He Wencheng said, "I haven't eaten lunch yet, have you?"
Su Yin shook her head.
"That's just right."
He Wencheng got out of the car first, then gentlemanly opened the door for Su Yin, "Please get out of the car, Princess."
Su Yin was startled for a moment.
Then, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Princess."
Su Yin followed He Wencheng into the Western restaurant.
He Wencheng held the menu and asked Su Yin, "What do you like to eat?"
"I'm not picky."
"You're so easy to please," He Wencheng laughed.
While laughing, he had the waitstaff order lots of dishes.
