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After "patrolling" around Queen Street, Vivian finally got a preliminary understanding of her brother's territory, which somewhat satisfied her long-standing curiosity.
At that moment, her stomach suddenly growled twice, so she dragged Nanfu into a rather decent restaurant.
Usually, a reservation would be needed for such a restaurant.
However, Vivian looked so much like a young lady sneaking out of her house that the perceptive manager wisely chose not to embarrass himself by denying them entry.
He instructed the restaurant staff to quickly arrange a reserved table for these two extraordinary young guests.
Vivian skillfully opened the menu, her little legs in platform shoes swinging under the tablecloth like a seesaw, her face full of curiosity.
The waiting server became even more convinced of the manager's insight, realizing that an extraordinary guest had indeed arrived at their restaurant, as she seemingly never encountered a menu before.
