"It's perfect that Brother Dashu is here. Let's go out to eat. It's been a long time since I've had Xu Ji's fermented rice."
Fang Qing liked to go there to eat, and Zhao Shi'an and Fang Dashu naturally had no objections.
The three of them went out together to Xu's Restaurant on the street.
We chose a window seat on the second floor and ordered our food.
Fang Dashu chatted with Zhao Shi'an about random things, while Fang Qing rested her chin on her hand and looked out the window.
Suddenly, a group of people came into view from the city gate.
Fang Qing didn't pay attention at first, but she recognized the person in the lead as the group got closer.
It turned out to be Gao Ren.
And judging from the driver's appearance, he was probably coming back from running errands.
Fang Qing was about to look away when Gao Ren looked over.
The two met eyes, and Fang Qing was taken aback.
Gao Ren raised his eyebrows slightly at Fang Qing.
Fang Qing inexplicably sensed his ill intentions and quickly looked away.
Zhao Shi'an's eyes never left Fang Qing, so he noticed her unusual behavior immediately.
"What's wrong?"
"The Embroidered Uniform Guards passed by downstairs."
Fang Dashu sat on the other side of the window, looking out.
Although they weren't wearing Jinyiwei uniforms, they were all carrying embroidered spring knives, so they were definitely Jinyiwei personnel.
"It stopped outside the restaurant," Fang Dashu said.
Zhao Shi'an remained expressionless. A few breaths later, the sound of footsteps thumping up the stairs of the restaurant could be heard.
Fang Qing looked up and saw Gao Ren walking up.
Gao Ren glanced at Zhao Shi'an and Fang Dashu, and finally his gaze settled on Fang Qing.
"This commander is indeed hungry. Thank you for the invitation, Miss Fang. I won't stand on ceremony then."
As he spoke, he actually sat down next to Fang Qing without any hesitation.
Fang Qing was stunned.
When did I invite you?
"Wasn't that just now? The look in your eyes was practically an invitation for me to come up."
Fang Qing was speechless and gave him a disrespectful sidelong glance.
How did a simple glance between us become an invitation?
"So that's not what Miss Fang meant? I'm truly sorry, but I don't think you gentlemen would mind having an extra pair of chopsticks, so I'll take the liberty of sitting here."
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