'Or maybe shopping at the mall?'
"Imperial Concubine, if you would?" Seeing that Ashley Bowen hadn't moved for a long time, Aaron extended his hand in an inviting gesture.
"Aaron, are we... having lunch here?" Ashley Bowen was still uncertain.
Aaron nodded. "The Prince is waiting for us up ahead. Let's hurry inside, shall we?"
"Alright." Ashley Bowen tugged at her clothes, preparing herself to greet people.
'This Jin Fu Shan place must have been cleared out in advance again. Without a doubt, it'll just be the two of them sitting in an empty restaurant, eating all the barbecue they want.'
'The mental image was too much to bear.' She frowned and strode into the Jin Fu Shan restaurant.
Strangely, she hadn't taken the same elevator as Yuri Sinclair. When the doors opened, the noisy, lively atmosphere startled Ashley Bowen.
There was no sign that Jin Fu Shan had been cleared out. The front desk was bustling as they took orders from customers.
