Watching through the door gap as she ate, Leng Zimo simply smiled fondly, turned around to walk back into the dining room, and served the remaining wontons from the pot, bringing them to her table.
Luo Xiaoqian was enjoying her meal and waved her hand when she saw him walk out carrying the tray.
"No need, this is enough. You eat the rest..." she said in Chinese, pointing to the empty seat beside her, "Sit down, let's eat together."
Leng Zimo followed her lead, sat beside her, and they ate breakfast together, but his mind was occupied with what Luo Ke had said earlier.
Luo Ke would not return until noon, perhaps today was his opportunity.
But, how should he speak to persuade Luo Xiaoqian to leave with him?
"What was the name of your restaurant?" Luo Xiaoqian asked curiously, "I don't know why, but I feel so familiar with this taste, as if I've had it many times before."
