Ling Tingfeng once again booked a Thai restaurant, not far from the company. Upon entering, it was decorated with a strong Southeast Asian style, with the aroma of Tom Yum soup hitting the nose directly.
Ling Tingfeng found the reserved spot, "The curry crab here is well-known. Being a last-minute booking, I wonder if the name overshadows the taste."
Lin Yan still remembered, the last time they met in the mall, they also ate Thai food.
That day, she ordered curry crab, and as she thought about being in confinement, fearing the cold nature of crab, she finally gave it up.
Lin Yan instinctively looked at Ling Tingfeng, then her previous thoughts were dispelled.
It was just a coincidence, Ling Tingfeng probably really likes Thai food, having chosen a Thai restaurant both times.
Outside, the cold wind blew, yet inside the restaurant, the waiters in shorts and floral shirts served all the dishes.
The last dish, curry crab, was placed in front of Ling Tingfeng.
