When they sat down in the restaurant, Gu Zixuan realized Feng Chengjin was taking her out for a meal.
Thinking about it, it was close to 12 o'clock, so it was indeed time to eat.
She didn't have any objections.
But looking at that figure as cold as ice, Gu Zixuan couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine, clearly sensing that today's meal wasn't simple, possibly a precarious feast.
Feng Chengjin's expression was very indifferent as he took the menu from the waiter, didn't even show it to Gu Zixuan, and swiftly ordered before returning it.
The waiter hesitated a bit and glanced at Gu Zixuan, possibly curious why such a gentlemanly and incredibly handsome man didn't let the lady take a look.
Feng Chengjin placed his hands over his stomach, delivering a colder voice, "You treat."
The statement was definitive. Gu Zixuan was taken aback for a moment, no issues, but the waiter was startled, couldn't help rolling his eyes, and walked away holding the menu.
