Huo Jingting glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "Yeah, what would you like to eat?"
"Chinese food. I've been eating Western food for so many years, I've almost forgotten what Chinese food tastes like."
"Okay," he started the engine, "then I'll have Xu Shuo reserve a spot."
Soon after he called Xu Shuo, Xu Shuo called back, stating that a spot had been reserved.
Huo Jingting drove there, where the manager personally came downstairs to greet them and led them to a spacious private room upstairs.
Lin Qingge sat opposite him and opened a drink, "By the way, how did your injury from last time turn out? Nothing serious, I hope?"
"It's okay, just a minor injury. It's healed already," Huo Jingting said, holding his chopsticks yet not starting to eat, "Why didn't Chengcheng come back with you?"
"His condition has just stabilized. I was afraid that the long journey would be too much for him," Lin Qingge sighed, her eyes slightly reddening, "I don't know when he'll get better."
