Bai Heng had chosen this soup dumpling shop precisely to make Ruan Mei recall those childhood memories.
He admitted there was an element of gambling in it.
Although he already had a plan in mind to keep the two kings from meeting and prevent the battlefield from erupting immediately.
If he really failed to keep it hidden.
He could only play the emotional card and hope that, for the sake of their childhood friendship, Ruan Mei would not turn him into lab specimens.
This soup dumpling shop was run by a husband and wife. It was small, but very clean.
Bai Heng found a table in the corner. After sitting down with Ruan Mei, he ordered one serving each of crab roe, crystal shrimp, fresh pork, and chicken broth soup dumplings, as well as two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup.
Bai Heng mixed the dipping sauce for the soup dumplings himself as well.
Normally, Ruan Mei did not have much of an appetite. Half a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup would probably fill her up.
But today, her appetite was as good as her mood, so she sampled some of every kind of soup dumpling.
As for what she could not finish, Bai Heng did not waste it. He packed it up to give Xiao Si as a late-night snack. That guy could eat, anyway.
After lunch, Bai Heng took Ruan Mei back to the venue where the Erudition Society was holding its celebration banquet.
Other than when they were inside the restaurant, he wore sunglasses the entire time. Naturally, he told Ruan Mei they were to keep the sun from obstructing his vision while driving.
But in truth, they were to hide his guilty conscience.
On the way over, he had received definite news that Jingliu's star