There are not many people in the restaurant.
After the three of us entered, the restaurant manager recognized us at a glance and immediately greeted us with a smile, "Mr. Edmund, you have come downstairs to have dinner yourself."
"Find a better place to see the night scene." Oarlan told the restaurant manager.
"Yes, yes, please follow me." The manager nodded and led us to the table near the window.
We arranged a place with the best view. When we were seated, the manager handed us the wine list, "I wonder what Mr. Edmund would like to drink tonight?"
Edmund ignored the manager, but looked at me, "What do you drink?"
I was still thinking about why Edmund gave me skirt. My mind was not on the table at all. I suddenly heard him asking me, and raised my head in a daze. "Ah?"
"The preside
