C85 Zhang Qi's Confession

As Guo Jingjing sat in his position, he felt that the bench was as uncomfortable as if it had grown teeth.

It was not a restaurant that Hee Fannhsing had chosen, but rather a restaurant that Zhang Qi had chosen. When he passed by the door, Zhang Qi walked in without even greeting him, and stared at him with wide eyes: "I choose here, I like this kind of Italian style