"Hahaha..." Lin Fu laughed happily and then turned her head back to continue watching the outside; this was the first time Fu Xing had taken her out for fun, and she cherished it greatly.
They finally stopped on the parking apron of a very lavishly decorated restaurant, and the car door opened automatically.
A waiter immediately came forward to show them the way.
"Duke, esteemed Duchess, this way, please," the waiter said with a respectful bow.
Lin Fu naturally linked arms with Fu Xing and murmured quietly, "We're going to a nobles' restaurant? Shouldn't we go to some small diner where commoners go?" That's how it always happens in idol dramas, where the wealthy tycoon takes his delicate wife to eat earthy street barbecue.
The look Fu Xing gave his wife was one of indulgence and speechlessness, "I don't want to change my clothes or lower the security measures, and I especially don't want an assassin to disturb our mood during the meal."
"Oh!"
