"Just go with this one. This restaurant serves really authentic steaks," Jiang Huanyu and the others parked the car and then led everyone into a private room. It was obvious she was familiar with the place, probably a regular customer. Even the waitstaff at this Western restaurant greeted her with beaming smiles, "Mr. Jiang."
Wang Hao couldn't help but sigh—look at her, young and successful, both beautiful and wealthy. Then look at Guo Wenming and his wife who once acted all high and mighty but now could only be little followers. Truly, some people just can't be compared...
"Let's sit here," Jiang Huanyu found a relatively quiet corner and everyone took their seats.
Actually, Wang Hao rarely ate Western food. He had been busy lately and hadn't frequented this type of restaurant. When it came to ordering, he was somewhat clueless—It's a Western restaurant, sure, but why make the menu entirely in English?
