Turns Out It Wasn't You

Because they were still on the streets, Reinitz did not answer.

He smiled and pointed to a restaurant not far ahead. "That's a very good Russian steakhouse. You can eat steaks while Cereus and I can try the authentic Russian food over there."

Huo Shaoheng nodded and narrowed his eyes.

The steakhouse looked like a castle. It had red walls, black tiles, and its windows were like those of a church. There were also colorful paintings on the walls.

It looked even more impressive after they walked inside. It was decorated with gold and jade, like the Kremlin.

Gu Nianzhi's expression appeared a little ambivalent. She glanced at Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng's expression did not change. He followed Reinitz into the restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, a handsome Russian waiter wearing a white shirt, black suit pants, and a small bow tie walked over to greet them.