In the evening, a group of fifteen people went to the roast duck restaurant. Shi Jing and Feifei had been there before, but for Shi Xian, it was his first time eating in such a big place, and his eyes couldn't take it all in.
Wei Kaiyun carried him upstairs, coincidentally running into Yang Run Tai coming downstairs.
Both of them had excellent memories and instantly recognized each other.
Yang Run Tai nodded with a smile. Wei Kaiyun did the same.
His eyes unconsciously searched the crowd for that incredibly pretty little girl.
In this second life, she was the only girl he had met in two lives whom he remembered at first sight.
He was typically very slow with women and couldn't remember their faces. She was the only exception.
Seeing Han Xiangjun teasing the little girl, her face was full of expressions, and that helpless little look was incredibly endearing.
"Uncle Han."
