Bella looked out the window, thinking that the address would stop Carl from pulling any tricks and drive her back, but by the time the car stopped, she knew she was wrong.

The car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Carl unbuckled his seat belt, turned his head and smiled at her. "Come on," he said. "This restaurant doesn't look very good, but it's very authentic. Especially the Sichuan food is very delicious here, you must like it.”

As far as he could remember, Bella liked to eat the kind of food that made her tongue numbing.

Bella looked at him coldly. Did she say she was having dinner with...