After having lunch together, Adrian and Ariana headed back to the school with their hands connected, now their fingers interlaced.
There was a risk of being seen, but neither of them cared about it.
"How was it? The soup and the dumplings?" Adrian asked with a smiling glance.
It was their first date but he wasn't able to do much. However, Ariana wasn't like those typical girls he had met in the past who wanted their partner to make every occasion special.
"If you take out all the flirting you did with that little waitress, it was good." She seemed still upset with how close they appeared.
"She is like a kid to me. I have been to the shop many times and her father is a good friend of mine. Don't mind her."
Ariana's brows elevated, "If that's the fact, then I assume every third woman in the market has either their father or husband, your friend? Since the number of people turning to look at you was endless."
