There were so many customers that even with queue-jumping, it would take some time to be seated.
The pair didn't go in, instead opting to stroll around the vegetable garden of the farmhouse restaurant.
"Jiang Ye, how did you think of coming here?"
It's quite far.
The man laughed,
"Isn't it because you like the meals from this place?"
Lu Jing felt a little shy at that, but her heart was sweet as if she had drunk honey.
After all, what woman wouldn't want to be pampered like this by a man?
Just then, Jiang Ye received a phone call.
"It's me."
"Don't let her go in."
"Okay, hanging up."
Initially, Lu Jing hadn't paid much attention, but suddenly she noticed the man's face change—it turned very unpleasant.
Whose call was it?
She also stopped in her tracks.
She waited until he had hung up before asking,
"What's wrong? Whose call was that?"
Jiang Ye's gaze turned evasive,
"It was from the guard post at the station."
Guard post?
Hearing this, Lu Jing became worried,
