Chen Xu had booked a table at a newly opened restaurant where the ambiance was quite nice. A piano sat in the middle of the room, with a young girl seated at it, playing a soothing melody that was a pleasure to listen to.
This was a Western restaurant. Actually, Chen Xu preferred Chinese food, but trying something different once in a while was fine. Luo Xiyun wasn't picky and accepted both Chinese and Western dishes. Each time they went out on a date, Chen Xu tried to take her to different places to enjoy a variety of dishes.
Sometimes, when ordering food, it was quite interesting to hear her explain the origin and the way to eat a particular Western dish.
"You and your cousin seem to have a good relationship," Chen Xu suddenly brought up their encounter at the airport.
