He didn't know why he suddenly got out of the car. The car was going too fast, and with just a fleeting glimpse amid the crowd, he recognized it was her. Then, his heartbeat raced out of control, a sensation he had never experienced in the previous twenty or so years of his life.
It was novel and thrilling.
Indescribable with words.
"Mr. Song, what would you like to eat?" the waiter walked up to Song Shiqin and asked.
Song Shiqin calmly replied, "The same as what the customer at Table 8 is having."
The waiter was slightly taken aback before responding, "Alright, please wait a moment." As he spoke, his gaze inadvertently drifted towards Table 8, where a very young girl sat. With features like jade and skin like snow, red lips, and white teeth, she was a picture of beauty, even just sitting there quietly.
In the waiter's mind, two words surfaced: Beauty!
A beauty without a doubt, both in temperament and appearance, she was top-notch.