At eight-thirty in the evening, they arrived at Jiangzhou City in the Provincial City.
They first went to the guesthouse, checked in, and then headed to the nearby commercial district pedestrian street.
The Provincial City at night was bustling with lights and activity, and people were scurrying around.
It was a summer night and a Friday, so there were couples walking hand in hand everywhere.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Anything's fine."
"Then let's go to this one." Wu Qiangwei stopped outside a restaurant.
Song Guanchao was hungry, so as soon as the dishes were served, he devoured them rapidly.
Wu Qiangwei ate gracefully, watching him gulp down his food, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Eat slower, no one's going to snatch it from you."
When they were almost done eating, Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and suddenly asked, "Secretary, what does going on a blind date feel like?"
Wu Qiangwei glanced at him, "It doesn't feel like anything."
