However, 5 minutes before dinnertime, Jiang Changxi entered the restaurant with a pair of 10cm high-heeled shoes on her feet.
"Hey, good evening." Jiang Changxi raised her white and soft hand and waved toward Yuan Zhou.
"Good evening." Yuan Zhou nodded the head solemnly.
"Tsk. Though we haven't met for some days, you are still as solemn and earnest as before." Jiang Changxi chose a seat and sat down directly.
"Do you have the number ticket?" Yuan Zhou asked seriously.
"Sure. I reserved a seat this evening a long time ago. I just arrived a little later." Jiang Changxi said regrettably.
That's right. Jiang Changxi had once made the reservation before she worked overtime. The appointed time was today, but because of some small issues, she arrived late.
"What would you like to eat?" Zhou Jia went up timely and asked.
