Tianrui Leisure Resort is located in the North Second Ring Road, near the East District. It is the largest farm resort in the South City, a great place for tea tasting, farm-style dining, and delicious soup. It is a membership-only place, and those who come here are worth at least tens of millions of yuan. You also need to make an appointment in advance to get in.
It rarely rains in the southern part of the city during winter. In the rain, a black Rolls-Royce slowly drove up to the entrance of the villa's restaurant. The doorman immediately opened a black umbrella and ran over to open the car door for the guest.
A woman in a pristine black dress gracefully stepped out of the car, her skirt trailing behind her. The doorman met her gaze and immediately lowered his head shyly. Having worked there for so long, this was the first time he had ever seen such a beautiful woman.
Its beauty is breathtaking, yet it brings disaster to the country and its people.
With delicate and three-dimensional features and a slender and graceful figure, she was clearly a beauty with striking features, yet her eyes and brows were filled with aloofness, making her even colder than the southern city in winter, and causing people to dare not look at her for long.
A woman in a purple dress, carrying an umbrella, came out from the other side and said to the doorman, "I'll take care of it, thank you."
The doorman heard the sound and looked up slightly. The lady with the umbrella was also very pretty, but she paled in comparison to the woman next to her.
Zhao Yujin politely thanked the doorman and then walked inside.
After verifying their information at the front desk, the staff informed them of their room.
Room No. 4, the "sky" room.
The two walked along the long, winding corridor toward the quieter backyard. The front yard had no rooms, only gardens, which emphasized its seclusion from the world.
The backyard dining area is shaped like the Chinese character "回" (hui), with a hollow center and a stage underneath.
This time the characters are a bit large and a bit convoluted.
The last time Zhao Yujin was here was before. The two of them were almost unfamiliar with the layout of the place, so they just wandered around by feeling, treating it as a stroll.
A moment later, she stopped and looked up, only to see the three characters "Emperor's Room" written in beautiful, slender gold script on the plaque above the door.
The two exchanged a glance, and Zhao Yi gently knocked on the door.
A lazy, casual voice came from inside: "Come in."
Their eyes flickered slightly; the voice was very pleasant, different from what they remembered.
Zhao Yujin felt that the voice seemed somewhat familiar.
The door was gently pushed open, revealing a screen with a small bridge and flowing water, obstructing the view. The two stepped inside, and Zhao Yi closed the door behind them. Zhao Yujin walked around the screen and into the room, her gaze falling on the steaming area.
On a sandalwood chair, a man wearing a gray suit jacket and a black knitted collared sweater was making tea and skimming the foam. His hand, which was moving, was long and slender with well-defined bones, like the work of a master sculptor.
This man was Xie Wei, who had traveled across the entire northern district to enjoy the local farm-style cuisine of the southern city.
Tianrui Manor was recommended by Qian Hao. When Xie Wei inquired about specialty restaurants in Nancheng, Qian Hao was a little surprised by Xie Wei's actions. After all, once you enter the world of cultivation, you can go without food and drink without any problems, and very few people go back to satisfy their cravings. However, he still told Xie Wei what he knew.
Although only her profile was visible, Zhao Yujin recognized the person in front of her. He must have known she had come in, but he didn't look at her immediately, still absorbed in his own thoughts.
He's focused, serious, and kind of handsome.
She knew she must have gone the wrong way, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she slowed her pace and quietly watched Xie Wei's movements.
"Just put it on the table," Xie Wei said.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yujin knew that Xie Wei had misunderstood something, and chuckled softly.
Xie Wei heard it, his voice was very soft, his hand scraping the foam paused, and he slowly raised his head.
Xie Wei recognized the person who had arrived and called out to them calmly.
"Miss Zhao!"
Xie Wei was just here to have a meal, and he never expected to run into Zhao Yujin here by such a coincidence.
Upon hearing this address, Zhao Yujin was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Young Master."
"This is Zhao Yi." Zhao Yi stood behind Zhao Yujin and bowed to Xie Wei.
Xie Wei also nodded politely.
“We must have gone to the wrong place. Go find a room,” Zhao Yujin whispered to Zhao Yi.
The atmosphere between the remaining two suddenly became a bit silent. Zhao Yujin rubbed her fingertips somewhat awkwardly and spoke.
"Is there something you need here?"
"Miss Zhao seems to be meddling a bit too much," Xie Wei said, still with his usual indifferent expression.
The person opposite didn't show much change in expression, but the fingertips of their two hands hooked together tightly because of Xie Wei's words.
Xie Wei noticed this behavior; he knew that Zhao Yujin would do the same thing when she was a child and was throwing a tantrum.
Although they had a good relationship when they were young, not everyone is Xie Wei. Most people would have forgotten a lot of their memories from that time, so his current reaction is quite normal.
But human hearts are made of flesh and blood, so he sighed and said it anyway.
"I've only heard that the farm-style dishes here are exceptional, as well as the special soups of the southern city, so I came here specifically to try them. I thought the dishes I ordered had just arrived, and I mistook you two for the waiters here. There's nothing else going on."
Upon hearing Xie Wei's words, Zhao Yujin's expression remained the same as before, but the intertwined fingertips changed into a ceremonial gesture of covering each other with her palms, and a slight glint appeared in her eyes.
When I'm in a better mood, I become bolder in my actions.
He pulled out a chair and sat down next to Xie Wei, about two people's distance between them.
Xie Wei glanced at Zhao Yujin'er for no apparent reason, as if asking her why she was still there.
"Aren't you going to invite me for a cup of tea?"
This woman...
Xie Wei poured her a cup of tea, handed it to Zhao Yujin, and gestured for her to enter.
Zhao Yujin nodded, gracefully picked up her teacup and took a sip. The unique fragrance of the tea quickly spread, carrying a faint bitterness, yet seemingly with a sweet aftertaste. She couldn't help but take another sip.
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