"Beautiful lady," a deep male voice came from the other end, "do you remember me?"
Sitian was taken aback for a moment, then recalled whose voice it was, "I remember... but how did you get my phone number?"
"Miss Tang is a famous beauty in Jiang City, so obtaining the number of a beauty like you wasn't difficult," the man chuckled softly, "I remember you promised to treat me to a meal. Is lunchtime convenient today?"
The invitation was quite straightforward. Sitian bit her lip but couldn't deny that he saved her life. After pondering for a moment, she replied, "Alright, how about French cuisine? I know a nice place, and it's quite private."
After all, she's a celebrity, and getting photographed wouldn't be good.
"Of course," the man laughed joyfully, "see you later, Miss Tang."
Sitian washed up, changed clothes, put on a simple, light makeup, and left. By the time she arrived at the restaurant, the man was already there.
