Her eyes showed curiosity as she looked towards Hong Xiaoyu.
Hong Xiaoyu awkwardly said, "We have to wait for a table, and there are dozens ahead of us. Let's change to another restaurant."
Duan Xueying was slightly stunned, then an apologetic expression appeared on her young, snowy cheeks, "I've already called ahead, I forgot to tell you."
"You've reserved a spot?"
Duan Xueying nodded, then said to Jiang Chen, "Brother Jiang Chen, let's go inside."
As expected.
Under Duan Xueying's lead, they smoothly made their way upstairs to a nice spot by the road where they could look down at the street view.
Jiang Chen patted Hong Xiaoyu's shoulder as a gesture of comfort.
What kind of family background they come from, and the family background of the younger cousin, it's natural that there would be differences in how they interact with people.
"Brother Jiang Chen, let's order. This restaurant serves our local specialties; you should like it."
All three of them were locals.
