In a private room of Golden Sun Restaurant, Song Yimu looked through the menu.
Her stomach began to growl as she read the entree.
"Call the waiter.." She told her maid.
The latter opened the door. "You may come in."
Moments later, the waiter appeared, several steps to her side.
She glanced at the waiter.
Her brows shot upwards, she covered her gasp with the menu book.
The waiter who was dressed in simple brown attire still could not suppress his handsome features. In fact, it even emphasized his looks.
Although the waiter's look is not uncommon inside Golden Sun Restaurant and Crystal Moon Fragrances, this was Song Yimu's first outing since being cooped up in her courtyard at the Imperial Palace.
Song Yimu hitched her breath.
It could just be her pregnancy hormones doing its work but she felt her blood run to her cheeks and ears.
She gulped.