Looking at his expression, Sparkle Gold pursed her lips and said nothing more.
"Let's go in."
Knowing she couldn't get any answers, she said nothing and went straight inside.
The server asked politely, "What would the two of you like to eat?"
"Two bowls of seafood udon noodles."
In his expensive custom-made suit, wearing a top-tier Patek Philippe, and exuding an air of sophistication, he seemed completely out of place in this tiny noodle shop.
Yet, Evan Saint was remarkably calm and graceful, making this less than 50-square-meter shop look like a high-end five-star hotel.
Though Sparkle Gold admired him, she couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you always picky about food, with a bad stomach? How come you're eating at a place like this?"
Don't rich people think these small places are dirty and lower their standards?
"I just suddenly wanted to eat udon from this place." Evan Saint's eyes were calm, not at all like he was lying.
