Since Mo Shangjun had already given a definite answer, Ding Jing just directly opened the car door and got out.
In a small town like this, the scale of this restaurant could be considered quite decent, a standalone building with exquisite and luxurious decoration, opulent and magnificent. As soon as you enter, you're greeted warmly, with smiles from the beautiful waitstaff, making you feel instantly uplifted.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing chose a seat by the window on the first floor.
Mo Shangjun ordered two dishes highly recommended by Su Heng and then handed the menu to Ding Jing.
Ding Jing glanced at the prices, raised her eyebrows at Mo Shangjun, but didn't take advantage, didn't order excessively, settled on two dishes and stopped there.
"A meal here costs as much as my monthly salary, are you sure we're not dining and dashing?"
After the waiter left, Ding Jing once again urged Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun laughed at her, "You seem obsessed with dining and dashing?"
