Seeing the tenderness in the man's eyes, Xu Wan felt increasingly guilty.
She shouldn't have kept it from him...
Jiang Tingzhou noticed her unusual expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's nothing." Xu Wan shook her head, feigning composure. "By the way, what do you want for dinner?"
“I ate at a small restaurant when I came here a few years ago. The owner cooked very well. I want to see if that restaurant is still there.”
"Have you been here before?"
"Yeah, a few years ago."
Jiang Tingzhou deliberately made the time vague, fearing that Xu Wan would press him for answers.
Xu Wan was also afraid that the man would bring up her mother's case, so she didn't respond.
There were very few people on the street at around 7 p.m.
Jiang Tingzhou forgot the name and exact location of the shop, drove around in circles, and finally managed to stop in front of a small shop.
Xu Wan looked at the familiar road and her heart skipped a beat.
here……
It's in front of her old house.
The shop owners are a middle-aged couple, whom she knows.
If it were them, they probably wouldn't hurt her by talking about her mother...
Xu Wan mustered her courage and walked into the restaurant with Jiang Tingzhou.
"Is...this Wanwan?"
She was recognized by the proprietress at a glance as soon as she walked in.
Over the years, wrinkles have long since appeared on the proprietress's face, and her once jet-black hair is now streaked with silver.
"Auntie, it's been a long time," Xu Wan said politely.
The proprietress walked over, put her hands on Xu Wan's arms, looked her up and down, and said with a face full of satisfaction, "You've grown into a young lady, that's wonderful, wonderful."
After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Jiang Tingzhou standing to the side, "And this is..."
“He’s my husband,” Xu Wan answered cautiously. “He ate at your restaurant many years ago and said your food was delicious, so he still remembers it.”
The proprietress had absolutely no recollection of Jiang Tingzhou.
Out of affection for the man, she looked him over and praised him with a smile, "He is indeed very handsome and a perfect match for you."
After Xu Wan finished ordering, the proprietress handed the menu to her husband in the kitchen and said, "Oh, when Wanwan came to help out at our shop when she was little, she was less than ten years old. In the blink of an eye, she's grown up so much."
"Helping people at the age of ten?" Jiang Tingzhou asked in surprise.
Xu Wan thought the man was going to dwell on the issue of child labor, so she quickly explained: "When I was a child, my father was often away from home, and my mother worked as a live-in nanny for other people's families. She would come back once a week. I didn't have money to eat. Actually, the shop was always busy enough. My aunt took pity on me and asked me to come and help out, and then let me eat here."
"What do you mean not busy? We're always too busy to keep up. You've been a huge help to us."
The proprietress also explained on Xu Wan's behalf.
Jiang Tingzhou remained silent.
After the landlady went to the kitchen to help, the man reached out and touched the top of her head, saying gently, "I never imagined you had such a hard childhood. Now that you're married to me, I will do my best to give you the best."
"Jiang Tingzhou, I..."
The better the man, the more she felt guilty.
However, Xu Wanhao was afraid that if she revealed her mother's secret, things would take an unpredictable turn.
Xu Wan bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Thank you."
The food was served quickly.
During the meal, the proprietress asked Xu Wan about her recent situation again.
They chatted until after 10 p.m. before finally leaving the restaurant.
Yinyi Town is very small, with few guests, and only one decent three-star hotel.
As the two entered the hotel, Xu Wan's heart began to pound.
Although they are already married, they still live separately at home.
So here...
How should they live?
The two walked to the hotel front desk, and before Xu Wan could speak, Jiang Tingzhou said first: "Two business king rooms."
The receptionist looked the two of them over and handed a piece of paper to Jiang Tingzhou. "Sir, this is the hotel information. Please take a look and let us know if you need anything."
Jiang Tingzhou lowered his head.
I saw a line of text printed on the small card in front of me—
[To have the front desk indicate that only one room is available, please knock on the counter three times. The fee is 100.]
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