The restaurant has semi-private booths, and though the decor isn't very opulent, it's quite famous locally—you usually need a reservation to dine here.
An Ning found this curious. "I heard it's really hard to get a seat here."
"Yeah, the owner is good friends with my mom," Zhou Chen said.
"Oh." An Ning couldn't help but let her imagination wander. The owner and his mom... why did that sound so strange?
Soon, An Ning noticed something off.
The female waitresses here seemed to really like Zhou Chen, their glances lingering on him.
An Ning took another look at Zhou Chen, thinking to herself: The instructor does look pretty good; it's normal for girls to like him.
At that moment, an elegant woman in her thirties came over with a smile and asked softly, standing next to An Ning, "How do you like the food?"
An Ning replied with a surprised smile. "It's great."
Strange, is she the hotel manager?