The two of them drove to a Chinese restaurant they had visited several times before. When the waiter brought the menu, Jiang Baizhou initially wanted to hand it to Cen Jin, but as if thinking of something, he withdrew and opened it himself. After choosing three of Cen Jin's favorite dishes, he returned the menu to the waiter and ordered her a glass of her favorite coconut juice.
After hearing his arrangements, Cen Jin couldn't help but smile knowingly. Indeed, in these aspects, he knew her well.
Moreover, he remembered everything she had said before.
"Why are you smiling?" After the waiter left, Jiang Baizhou looked at her and, seeing her smiling ambiguously, curiously asked, "Is there something wrong with the dishes I ordered?"
Cen Jin shook her head with a smile: "Nothing, just that every time you go out to eat with me, you order what I like and not what you like. I feel a little guilty about it."
