The call ended.
At this mont, Assistant Zhang’s voice ca through.
"Miss Su, we have arrived."
The car smoothly stopped in front of the building.
And almost at the sa ti,
Bo Feng had already walked out of the building.
Assistant Zhang got out of the car.
"President Bo."
Bo Feng’s face was expressionless, sweeping past Assistant Zhang.
Then, he looked towards the woman sitting steadily in the car.
He walked forward, opened the car door, and sat in the car.
A cold aura enveloped him.
He glanced indifferently at Su Yan.
"I rember I told you not to co and pick up."
Su Yan nodded,
"I wanted to co."
Bo Feng’s ears twitched, he stopped looking at her and responded indifferently with a sound.
"Hm."
It ant he understood.
It was only a few hours since they had last seen each other.
Yet, she insisted on coming to the company’s entrance to pick him up.
Indeed, his new wife missed him.
As her husband, he should satisfy this small request anyhow.
When the car reached the gate of the predetermined restaurant.
The skies had darkened a bit.
They even arrived a bit earlier than the scheduled ti.
Bo Feng had booked an entire floor; piano music cascaded out.
The waiter led the way to the only dining table in the center.
The dishes had already been ordered beforehand.
They sat down shortly, and one after another, exquisite dishes were served.
Su Yan kept her head down eating, Bo Feng was also a man of few words.
Thus, their first dinner together continued in silence.
Xiao Hua exclaid,
"This is the first ti I realized a date could also proceed like this."
Neither of them were the type to initiate conversation, nearly an hour of dining was filled only with piano music and the clinking sounds of cutlery, no other sounds.
But looking closely at these two...
They seed very accustod, very suited.
Not feeling awkward at all.
The red wine next to Su Yan remained untouched,
But her eyes couldn’t help looking over at the wine.
She could not drink alcohol.
But, she wanted to taste it.
After struggling for a long ti,
She reached out, picked up the wine glass.
She took a sip.
The aroma of grapes lingered on her taste buds.
Unable to resist, she took several more sips.
Soon, a glass of red wine was gone.
Bo Feng looked at her, expressionless,
"Do you like it?"
His question sounded cold and lifeless.
Su Yan, her cheeks slightly flushed, revealed a shallow smile,
"Yes,"
After responding, she just sat there motionless.
She was just staring straight at Bo Feng.
At first, it was nothing.
But as Su Yan stared at him for a longer ti,
Bo Feng pursed his lips,
"What are you looking at?"
Her eyes curved with a smile,
"Looking at you."
Her sweet voice filled the air.
Bo Feng’s ears uncontrollably reddened for a mont.
Xiao Hua,
"Ding dong, the male lead’s affinity value increased by 2, the current affinity value is 24."
Su Yan looked around dazedly.
It was dark, it was ti to go back to sleep.
Thinking this, she stood up, but staggered and fell back into the chair.
Xiao Hua tremulously voiced,
"Host, Host? You didn’t get drunk from just a couple of sips of red wine, did you??"
Unfortunately, the host who was drunk by now, was unable to respond to its words.
Su Yan, dazed, voiced softly,
"I can’t walk."
She looked at Bo Feng behind the candlelight, her voice slightly crestfallen.
Bo Feng snorted coldly.
Pressed his lips together without speaking.
Was he supposed to carry her?
Indeed, indulged and spoiled.
Just after having a al with her, she grew increasingly unrestrained in acting coquettishly.
After all, he was her husband.
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