She clenched her fingers and hesitated for two seconds, but she still didn't pick it up.
On the other end of the table, Ryan was still smiling. He had always been a gentleman and never took the initiative to ask about anything. He was just flipping through the menu.
Wendy muteded her phone until the screen darkened.
When she was ready to put it back in her bag, it lit up again, but this time it wasn't from Charlie, but Donna. She frowned, thought it over and over again, then picked it up. "Hello, aunt..."
"Wendy, are you home? How about if I come to you?" Donna's laughter rang out.
"No, I am outside..." Wendy replied.
"That's perfect, would you like to join us for dinner?" Donna continued to ask her.
"No..." Wendy glanced at Ryan and explained, "I'm meeting a friend and we're eating by now!"
"Where?" Donna asked casually.
Wendy replied honestly, "We're on the opposite side of the restaurant where we were having Western food..."
Hearing this, Donna didn't say anything more, "I get it, you eat!"
After hanging up, Ryan, who was on the opposite side, said with a smile, "I just ordered two specialties of this shop. Wendy, you used to live here for many years. Recommend some for me!"
"Well, let me take a look!" Wendy nodded, taking over the menu and ordering two more.
Closing the menu, Ryan poured her a cup of tea. He was different from his usual serious self. With a hint of teasing, he said, "I often hear you mention Ice City, talking about how delicious the native dishes are. You have to treat me today no matter what!"
"No problem!" Wendy laughed.
"Why are you staring at me?" Ryan asked when he saw her looking at him.
Wendy explained, "I have a friend here, who's also a doctor. It seems that you are all the same. When you wear the white gown or talk about the illness, you will look like a different person, as if you have a halo above your head!"
"Which one do you like more about me?" Ryan asked nonchalantly.
"They're all quite good..." Wendy shrugged her shoulders.
Ryan laughed again, and the smile reached the eyes behind the lens.
Neither of them drank, so they ate very quickly. Ryan brought up wanting her to take him for a walk by the river, so they didn't waste any more time and got up.
When they arrived at the cashier, Wendy wanted to pay but was stopped. She said, "I thought it was on
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me... "It's not gentlemanly to ask a woman to pay!" Ryan insisted.
Wendy had no choice but to let him go.
"Wendy!"
Suddenly, she heard a familiar female voice behind her.
Wendy turned around and saw Donna walking over with a bag in her hands. "I introduced two foreign clients to Charlie. They just finished their meeting and came to have dinner. I didn't expect you to be here. What a coincidence!"
Really...
Half an hour ago, she told Donna which restaurant she was in...
Wendy pursed her lips and looked back. Charlie was wearing a black hand-made suit, with his hands in his pockets. Looking at the dress of Charlie and Donna, as well as the two clients following him, it seemed that they indeed came here from a meeting.
At this moment, Ryan, who had already paid the bill, walked up to Wendy. Donna also noticed him and asked, "Wendy, who is this?"
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