"Actually..." Gu Qinghuan hesitated for a while but still mustered the courage to ask, "Zhaoyue, what do you think of me?"
"Huh?" Qiao Zhaoyue was stunned and then understood, she couldn't help but laugh, "What do you mean by that? Are you asking me to find you a boyfriend?"
"Is that not okay?" Gu Qinghuan probed carefully.
"Of course, it is okay, it's just that I'm afraid you won't like the person I introduce you to, since I haven't been in Haicheng for these years and have seldom been in touch with people."
Hearing this, Gu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine, just help me look around."
Qiao Zhaoyue nodded, indicating she understood.
"Right, Qinghuan, try my cooking," Zhaoyue suggested.
"Sure." Gu Qinghuan was delighted.
"Let's go wash our hands, then we can start," Qiao Zhaoyue said as she pulled both of them into the restaurant.
Gu Qinghuan followed Qiao Zhaoyue, her gaze lingering on Zhaoyue's slender and graceful figure, her expression contemplative.
