Jian Mingcheng stood outside the restaurant waiting for Wan Yu.
Wan Yu hastened to apologize, "The traffic was so heavy, sorry, did you wait a long time?"
In reality, she was only three minutes late.
Tall and well-built, with a valiant and upright bearing, Jian Mingcheng drew many eyes standing there. The moment Wan Yu appeared, all the other women knew they had no chance.
A match of equals in talents and looks, Wan Yu possessed a unique aura. Vivacious and adorable, soft as a peach, she outshone even female celebrities; how could they possibly compete?
The two sat down, and the waiter began serving the dishes.
"Did I interrupt your work?" Jian Mingcheng asked, somewhat belatedly.
Wan Yu lied without even blinking, "I was just lounging at home, bored, when your call came. I was starving! Thanks for the meal – I won't hold back today."
