"alright, please wait a moment." after su ruoyan jotted down their orders, she went to hand in the menu.
gao haiyang and zhong xiaoxiao weren't very familiar with each other, so they didn't chat. they just did their own things.
zhong xiaoxiao tilted her head and enjoyed the occasional scene of yuan zhou cooking. then, she looked up at the painting on the ceiling. zhong xiaoxiao's neck couldn't stand it.
this was the benefit of many customers who came to the restaurant for a meal. most of the customers were laymen and didn't understand yuan zhou's actions or the feelings contained in wu hai's paintings.
however, it didn't hinder them from moving forward ... they didn't have to exchange lines with each other anymore. it didn't hinder them from appreciating yuan zhou's smooth movements and the innocent beauty of wu hai's painting.
