Hot pot, is suitable for all ages, popular across the north and south.
The hot pot restaurant Xia Zhi Shan had picked was authentic in taste, and since it was mealtime, the place was bustling and lively when they arrived.
All the private rooms were already occupied.
The pair had no choice but to settle for a table in the main hall.
They sat facing each other.
People came and went.
Men, from their teens to their sixties, would occasionally steal glances their way.
Some bold ones even stood up, passed by Tang Feng and Xia Zhi Shan, slowed their steps, and snuck a few extra looks at Xia Zhi Shan.
Every time this happened, Xia Zhi Shan would put on her aloof expression.
But once those men left, she resumed chatting and laughing with Tang Feng.
Little did she know, her switches in demeanor only added to her allure for the men.
Of course, there were also some women pretending to look casually in their direction, seizing the chance to eye Tang Feng.