With a faint smile, Wan Ge spoke first: "President Yan, it's been a long time."

"Hmm." Yan Huai hummed in response. Just when Wan Ge thought he wouldn't say another word to her, his cool voice rang out: "How have you been lately?"

"Pretty good." It's what the original owner wanted: high profile and endless work.

At this moment, Wan Ge's assistant hurriedly appeared: "Teacher Wan Ge, is the filming finished? Shall we change clothes and leave? What would you like to eat today?"

Wan Ge maintains a great figure and is the type who can eat a lot without gaining weight, so her manager has never asked her to diet or lose weight. Therefore, her assistant just buys her whatever she wants to eat.

"Haven't eaten yet? Let's eat together." Yan Huai's deep, cool voice rang out again.

Wan Ge's smile deepened, and she replied, "Okay."

Then she turned around and told her assistant to go back first, while Wan Ge went to change her clothes.

…

Wan Ge was actually a little surprised that Yan Huai would take the initiative to invite her. Even though his soul had been replaced, she didn't think he would do such a thing.

Regardless, Wan Ge was happy to accept the invitation.

Wan Ge followed beside him and took his arm.

Yan Huai was slightly taken aback. She had always known that she didn't like to interact with others, so apart from in front of her grandfather, she wouldn't have any physical contact with him.

"What's wrong?" Wan Ge followed his gaze to her hand, then suddenly remembered something and let go of him again: "Sorry."

Wan Ge had gotten used to it; because he was the closest and most familiar person to her, she had forgotten him in an instant. Even in the new world, she still couldn't help but gravitate towards him.

"It's nothing." Yan Huai didn't know what was wrong with him. After the other person let go, he felt a sense of displeasure.

…

They eventually arrived at the rooftop restaurant of the famous building, using a special passage that was difficult for ordinary people to see. Afterward, they went directly into the restaurant's private room.

The dining table was by the window. Looking up at the window, one could see the flashing neon lights, a bustling sight of a major metropolis. On one of the screens, there was a poster for Wan Ge.

To be honest, even after being married for so long, the original owner had never eaten a meal like this with Yan Huai.

Soon the waiter brought out the dishes, along with a bottle of expensive red wine.

Wan Ge's gaze fell on the wine, and an idea suddenly popped into her head, but after glancing at Yan Huai in front of her, she decided against it.

Yan Huai in this world is suspicious and unpredictable. If she really gets him drunk and takes the opportunity to sleep with him, he will definitely think she has ulterior motives when he wakes up.

Wan Ge was surprised that Yan Huai would take the initiative to drink. He held the wine glass with his well-defined fingers, took an elegant sip, put it aside, and then picked up his knife and fork to continue eating.

Wan Ge was somewhat surprised. Given his usual habit of collapsing after just one glass—or rather, one sip—he didn't react at all after drinking this!

"What's wrong?" Yan Huai asked, noticing the other person looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Wan Ge shook her head: "It's nothing."

Then she picked up the glass next to her, raised it, and said softly, "I just wanted to thank President Yan for taking care of me."

Yan Huai hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up his wine glass and clinked it with Wan Ge's.