"Alright, eat up, or else the food's going to get cold." Nangong Yue picked up his chopsticks, signaling Gu Mian to start eating.
"Okay." Gu Mian picked up her chopsticks. To be honest, she was already hungry, considering she'd been on a long flight and was really tired.
"By the way." Nangong paused as if suddenly remembering something and raised his eyebrow, asking, "Is Flavor of Jiangnan really yours?"
"Yeah." Nangong Yue nodded.
Gu Mian blinked. The style of Flavor of Jiangnan indeed seemed like Nangong Yue's style—understated and reserved, giving off a very comfortable feeling.
"I've been dining here often and you've never mentioned it!" Gu Mian pouted. "You never even gave me the lowest discount price!"
"The price I gave you is already the lowest discounted price." Nangong Yue chuckled. "After all, it's the government footing the bill."
