Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

Gu Zhihua fell into deep thought. Just who was this man? Even Fu Yanche, the heir of the number one family in Kyoto, needed to make a reservation to eat here, but he didn't.

"You don't believe me?" He looked at her, who was in a daze.

"I believe you." Although Gu Zhihua didn't know who he was, she completely believed in his strength, judging from his vast manor.

When the elevator reached the top floor, he took Gu Zhihua's hand and stepped out of the elevator.

A male waiter saw him and immediately came forward, "Fourth Master."

"Okay." He nodded and led Gu Zhihua directly to a spot with the best view.

This location is special; it's higher than other spots, requiring you to climb three steps. It offers a wide view, allowing you to see most of Kyoto's beautiful scenery.

"So beautiful~" Gu Zhihua couldn't help but exclaim.

"I'm glad you like it," Mo Yeting said, gesturing for her to sit down. He then sat opposite her and handed her the tablet. "Take a look and see what you'd like to eat?"

Gu Zhihua didn't stand on ceremony; she was also hungry, so she picked up her tablet to look at the menu.

"Ah Che, this place is so beautiful, but the location over there seems even better." A affected female voice came from over there.

Gu Zhihua paused as she swiped across the tablet. Wasn't that Song Mianmian's voice?

Then she heard Fu Yanche's voice, "That spot is not open to the public; it's a private area."

Fu Yanche looked over curiously. There were people sitting in that spot today. He saw a man and a woman. The woman had her back to them, while the man was facing them.

He had never seen that man in Beijing's social circles. He guessed that the man might be acquainted with the restaurant owner.

A reserved seat? Song Mianmian looked at the man in that seat and found him to have an aloof and handsome expression. He must be quite the catch to be sitting in a reserved seat in the garden restaurant.

However, Fu Yanche is already the heir to the most powerful family in Kyoto. She had never seen this man in the industry before. Maybe he's a relative of the boss? She weighed the pros and cons and decided that being handsome couldn't put food on the table.

Her curiosity was piqued again, and she looked at the woman opposite the man. She was stunned for a moment.

Why does that woman's back look so familiar? Gu Zhihua's image immediately flashed into my mind.

But she quickly refuted herself. It couldn't be that country bumpkin. She was already dead. Even if she wasn't dead, she wouldn't be eating here. A poor wretch like her couldn't even get into the first floor of a hotel, right?

Fu Yanche noticed her constantly glancing in that direction and felt a pang of jealousy. "Do you know that man?"

Song Mianmian looked away and quickly smiled, saying, "I don't know it. I just glanced at it out of curiosity. Let's order."

Mo Yeting noticed Gu Zhihua's unusual behavior.

He glanced at the man and woman not far away, then looked at Gu Zhihua, "Do you know them?"

"I don't recognize it." Gu Zhihua snapped out of her daze and pretended to continue looking at the dishes as if nothing had happened.

Mo Yeting took in her subtle expressions, seeing through them but saying nothing. This was the adopted daughter of the Song family, and the man opposite her was her fiancé. What a pair of scoundrels, making their baby unhappy.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Leng Yan.

A few minutes later, the restaurant manager approached Fu Yanche and his companion's location. "Excuse me, we are not open to the public today. Please leave."

"No way, I booked this spot a month in advance! You're telling me it's not open to the public today?" Fu Yanche looked completely bewildered.

"Your restaurant will compensate you tenfold for your losses. Please leave," the manager said ostentatiously.

"Why should we? We finally managed to get this table." Song Mianmian didn't want to leave; she hadn't ordered yet, and she hadn't taken pictures of the food to post on her WeChat Moments.

"Please leave. If you refuse to leave, we'll have to throw you out and block you," the manager said domineeringly.

"Do you even know who my fiancé is?" He's the heir to Kyoto's most prestigious family...

"Miss, our restaurant doesn't give face to anyone," the manager said with a half-smile.

Fu Yanche knew that this restaurant belonged to the Jingyao Group, and offending it would have dire consequences.

He suddenly stood up, took Song Mianmian's hand, and said, "Since we're not open to the public today, let's leave now and make a reservation next time."

After he finished speaking, he forcibly pulled Song Mianmian away.

"Ah Che..." Song Mianmian called out in a coquettish tone as she walked away reluctantly.