Leng Youchen looked at Wei Anning's guilty expression, instinctively feeling that her words were not trustworthy. Otherwise, why would she not dare to look him in the eyes? He was determined to question her thoroughly—if he wasn't her first love, then who was?
Wei Anning felt even more guilty under Leng Youchen's intense gaze. Why had they ended up talking about first loves?
The dishes were served quickly, and soon the family of three began to enjoy their meal.
Meanwhile, in another private room at the same restaurant, Gong Ting had ordered the exact same dishes as Leng Youchen, but only he and Xiao Yu were eating them.
Xiao Yu was part of the working class and rarely dined in such high-end restaurants. She was used to eating at places that were good but inexpensive. As she tasted the delicacies, she felt the energy she exerted in the morning slowly coming back.
"Delicious, a feast only feels satisfying in a high-end restaurant," Xiao Yu said carelessly.
