Jiang Qiuran's curiosity about the mysterious masked woman largely stemmed from the other woman's aura—the classic sweet-girl type.
And among the girls around Su Bai, none of them really fit that type. In other words, the lane that had originally belonged exclusively to Jiang Qiuran had now been taken by other girls first!
Put another way, once Su Bai got tired of playing around with her, he might not need Jiang Qiuran at all!
Just thinking about that was terrifying.
However, Su Bai did not seem very interested in chatting with her. She sent several messages, but he did not reply. Afraid of making him angry, Jiang Qiuran stopped messaging him.
Meanwhile, inside the American steakhouse.
A scorching cast-iron grill plate was brought over, its USDA Prime ribeye steak sizzling in grease.
According to the server, the steak had undergone forty-two days of dry aging... No one knew why it had to be forty-two days. Perhaps because forty-two was the ultimate answer to the universe?
In any case, it tasted quite good—charred on the outside and tender within. The crust was slightly crisp when bitten into, followed by an immediate burst of creamy richness in the mouth.
Once sliced open, the steak revealed a pink hue at its center, and the grain of the beef was clearly visible.
"So, how good is this steakhouse? Yangyang, why don't you rate it?"
"Huh? Why am I rating it...?"
"You've lived abroad before. Dishes like this are probably more common overseas."
"That's true... It really is pretty good."
Yangyang cut off a small piece of beef, tasted it, and gave an impartial assessment. "The steak-searing technique is good, and the aging is fine too. The flavor is just a little plain. I prefer the more elaborate kinds of aging."
"Oh, you mean adding