As Shi Yao had expected, Lin Jiage brought her to the open-air restaurant where they had their dinner previously.
They were still seated in the same spot as before. In the middle of the three-meter-long dining table, there was still a bouquet of fresh flowers and a candlestick with nine candles burning on it.
Even the waiter was the one who had served them the last time. After they took their seats, the words that came out of his mouth were exactly the same as the last time, "Mr. Lin, may I know if the dishes are ready now?"
Lin jiage still had the same taciturn expression on his face. He nodded slightly, indicating that it was time.
The waiter replied with a smile, "Sure."Then, he left.
Not too long later, the waiter arrived with a cart to serve the dishes.
Looking at the dishes placed on the table one after another, Shi Yao's gaze finally fell on the sweet and sour ribs closest to her.