"Full moon... This time you're the host."
The tall woman at the head of the group smiled at the photographer and said, "Is this all you're treating us to?"
Hot pot. What's wrong with that?
The photographer said calmly, "You guys have just eaten too much steak abroad and don't understand the profoundness of Chinese food culture."
"Your temper hasn't changed at all."
The fashionable man and woman at the head of the group exchanged a glance, a helpless smile flashing across their faces.
Although the photographer was the host, it was easy to see that these two were the main characters, and everyone was surrounding them.
"Sister Anran, are you really treating us to dinner here? This place is so expensive."
"The price is secondary; the key issue is that it's very difficult to get a seat. I heard it's owned by that guy from the Lou family, and it's only open to his VIPs."
Hearing the praise from everyone, Mo Anran couldn't hide her pride. She glanced at Lou Manyue and, seeing that she didn't intend to speak, said, "It's okay, I'm very familiar with the boss."
"Wow, really?" Everyone looked at her with envy. "The fourth master of the Lou family is very mysterious, and you actually know him."
"An Ran is known for her good temper and popularity," someone complimented.
Mo Anran proudly raised her head and said to the man beside her, "Minghe, I'll take them over first. You go and say hello to the manager."
As they were talking, the manager recognized them and quickly came over to greet them, "Mr. Song, Ms. Mo."
Song Minghe said, "Let's book a private room; there are a lot of people here today."
As she spoke, Mo Anran walked upstairs with practiced ease.
The manager stopped him, looked up at the building with a troubled expression, and said, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, the private rooms are booked today."
Song Minghe frowned. "It's already booked?"
"Yes," the manager said, "Young Master Quan is inside."
“If the young master you’re talking about is Quan Jingzhou…” Song Minghe said arrogantly, “then I know him very well. Take me there to find him.”
The manager quickly stopped Mo Anran, who was walking inside as soon as she heard the name Quan Jingzhou, saying, "Young Master Quan has a guest."
Mo Anran was taken aback, and asked rudely, "Guest? What guest?"
In the end, Song Minghe reacted quickly, pointing to the others and saying, "Xiao Huang, you arrange things for them first, I'll go find my friend."
His familiar tone revealed the close relationship between him and Quan Jingzhou.
The manager didn't dare to stop him outright, so he said, "Mr. Song, please wait a moment while I go and consult with Young Master Quan."
Private room on the second floor.
Yu Guanguan was eating hotpot, shaking her little head, looking very happy.
"I didn't expect to find such delicious hot pot in the suburbs... I'm so glad I came here."
Quan Jingzhou smiled at her and said, "If you like it, you can come and eat here every day. It's on me."
"Never mind, it's not close to drive here. I'll just come here occasionally."
She took a sip of wine, her face flushed, and propped her chin up with her hand, looking like a drunken cat, languid and listless.
Unaware of her surroundings, she continued to cook meat for Quan Jingzhou, saying, "Try this... duck intestines... they're very crispy..."
The sauce on her fair face was both crude and adorable.
"Young Master Quan!" The manager's respectful voice rang out from outside the door.
Quan Jingzhou's smile faded. "What is it?"
"There is a Mr. Song outside who wants to see you."
Before the manager could finish speaking, the door to the private room was pushed open, and a tall man walked in.
"Jingzhou? Is it really you?"
Song Minghe pushed open the door and entered, his cheerful voice revealing his familiarity with others.
Yu Guanguan noticed that Quan Jingzhou's delicate features hardened the moment he appeared.
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