Love You for the Rest of My Life

Gu Mian looked up at the sky. It seems Mr. Nangong really is quite the little rich guy. The dishes here are quite expensive, easily costing her a month’s salary without debate!

She’s the chief secretary at Golden Palace. Although her base salary isn’t high, the benefits are great. Since Di Mingzhe took office, he’s given her a raise. Now she earns almost fifty thousand a month, though after taxes, it’s less than fifty thousand.

So sometimes it’s quite awkward, still having to take allowance from home!

Lost in thought, she was led into a private room by the hostess. The private rooms at ’Flavor of Jiangnan’ are incredibly stylish. Stepping in brings a comfortable feeling. The costly dishes at Flavor of Jiangnan partly stem from extravagant and tasteful décor.

The place is filled with a rich atmosphere of scholarly elegance, making it a great spot to show off.

Perhaps echoing the room’s name, there’s even a small fountain with fish swimming around.

Gu Mian found it interesting. She had never been to this type of room because it’s meant for two people. Usually, when Golden Palace hosts guests, there are more than two people, so naturally, this type of room is never used.

But she knew all the private rooms at ’Flavor of Jiangnan’ are like this. The name of the room is always matched with fitting décor.

For instance, the room called ’Lingering’, which she often visits, is particularly atmospheric. The bookshelves there hold ancient scrolls, creating a fairyland feel — hence the name Lingering.

They sat down, and the hostess politely handed over the ordering app, asking, "What would Mr. Nangong like to order?"

"Let Mrs. Nangong go first," Nangong Yue said politely and elegantly.

The hostess was startled but quickly wore a look of sudden realization.

Gu Mian was completely dumbfounded, truly in a state of confusion.

It wasn’t until the hostess handed the app to her that she reacted, hurriedly explaining, "Don’t misunderstand, don’t misunderstand, he’s joking!"

"Yes." The hostess lowered her head, "Please go ahead and order."

Gu Mian really wanted to throw whatever was on the table — plates or dishes — at Nangong Yue’s face. Wasn’t it agreed that nobody should know!

He knew she often came to ’Flavor of Jiangnan’, yet he openly called her Mrs. Nangong here, truly driving her crazy.

Gu Mian was fuming and randomly ordered a few dishes. Suddenly, a mischievous idea popped into her mind.

She raised an eyebrow at Nangong Yue, slightly provocative, then slapped the table and said boldly, "Bring one of everything on the menu!"

"What?" the hostess’s eyes widened, startled by Gu Mian’s boldness.

Did he hear wrong?

One of everything?

’Flavor of Jiangnan’ has nearly three hundred dishes in total!

Is this dining or a money-spending spree?

Besides, how will two people eat it all?

The hostess was too overwhelmed to respond to Gu Mian, instinctively looking at Nangong Yue as if waiting for him to speak.

Nangong Yue looked at Gu Mian, his deep and dark eyes showing hints of amusement through his glasses.

Gu Mian pouted, like a naughty child, "What’s wrong? Mr. Nangong, afraid I’ll eat you bankrupt?"

"Not at all, as long as you’re happy." Nangong Yue spoke calmly, unable to conceal a slight smile. He then turned to the hostess, "As she ordered."

"Yes, yes, yes." The hostess quickly nodded, but still took a sharp breath in shock. What’s going on with these two? He really couldn’t understand!!!