The Mysterious Fine
Jiang Nuannuan nodded slightly, "Otherwise, you can eat separately."
After being stared at by him for a few seconds, Maybach finally emerged from the garage and drove away.
In front of a shabby barbecue restaurant, a few small tables were set up, their surfaces reflecting the light from the lamp, and there were quite a few people sitting and eating.
Gu Tingyan frowned, "Here?"
Jiang Nuannuan glanced at the hygiene conditions and said, "I'll buy some takeaway, you wait in the car."
The tables and chairs didn't look very clean, and she didn't want him to lower himself by getting out of the car.
Gu Tingyan watched her get out of the car, and the cold wind, carrying the aroma of barbecue, filled the car.
Across the street was a milk tea shop, where a young couple walked out arm in arm, both wearing scarves around their necks. He thought for a moment, turned off the engine, and walked over.