143 He Felt Like Chopping Off His Hands (1/2)

This happened often; whenever he looked at Wen Xuxu, he would be reminded of Fang Jiayin.

They were clearly as different as day and night but inadvertently, he could always see Jiayin's shadow in her.

It was obviously an illusion, but he had no idea why he felt this way.

”President Yan, please order.”

They sat down facing each other, and Wen Xuxu handed the menu to Yan Rusheng.

Yan Rusheng lowered his head and concentrated on the menu. His thick eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes.

Xuxu looked at him, seeming to have fallen into a trance.

Thinking back, this would be the first time they had dined out with just the two of them.

When they were in B City, Fang Jiayin would always join them if they met up for meals on weekends. Or there would always be someone else.

In the capital city, they rarely had the chance. Other than social engagements, they wouldn't appear at the same table together.

”Get the waiter to take our order.” Yan Rusheng raised his head.

”Oh, okay,” Xuxu responded, coming back to reality. She waved in the direction of the cashier. ”Waiter, we would like to order.”

The waiter came over, and Yan Rusheng ordered everything that caught his eye.

He had an excellent memory, and he could remember anything after he'd seen it once. After he read the menu seriously, he closed it and rattled off the seven dishes in one breath.

Seven dishes for the two of them. What an extravagant waste!

Xuxu thought in her heart. However, the young master was unexpectedly kind enough not to order any dishes with curry. In fact, she liked most of the dishes.

The waiter left the order note on the edge of the table and left.

Wen Xuxu began to disinfect the cutlery and cups.

Her expression was serious every time she performed her duties. She would repeat the process at least three times.