"Sunshine Lake Country Club, 5 PM."
"...."
Feng Jieyun thought that his eyes deceived him. He read the address repeatedly before he sent back a reply.
Feng Jieyun : "I thought we were having dinner."
Shang Ruohai : "The country club has a great seafood restaurant."
"..."
Of course, most country clubs did. Feng Jieyun was pretty sure that a prestigious establishment such as Sunshine Lake Country Club, with its reputation for excellence, would surely have a mouthwatering selection of dishes to tantalize their patrons.
It's just that Feng Jieyun had a different kind of dinner in mind.
A candlelit dinner, set against the backdrop of a starry sky, with the gentle melodies of piano or jazz, creating an intimate setting for deep conversation.
Country club restaurants were usually relatively noisy, with a lot of chattering guests, some of which brought their families along.
