In the end, Zuo Xingyun still drove to the Cantonese restaurant they had dined at before.
Xiang Wan was puzzled, "Weren't we going to try a new place?"
Looking through the car window at the restaurant's sign, Zuo Xingyun said, "Even if the taste has changed, how can you know if you can accept it without trying it a few more times?"
She wasn't sure if she was misinterpreting something, but Xiang Wan always felt like there was a deeper meaning behind his words.
Before she could think further, Zuo Xingyun opened the door and got out of the car, "Among the Cantonese restaurants I know, there's none better than this one. Let's try it again."
Hearing this, Xiang Wan cast aside the strange thoughts in her head. Perhaps she was overthinking.