The brightness of the white tablecloth and the darkness of the candles create such harmony.
The lights were off, but the candlelight enhanced the soft, romantic atmosphere to the extreme.
Two elegant plates hold medium-rare steaks, garnished with vibrant green broccoli. A fruit salad exudes a fragrant aroma, awaiting the host's enjoyment, while the mushroom soup presents an enticingly creamy and rich flavor.
A freshly poured crimson wine filled the stemmed glass, its aroma intoxicating.
The tableware is from the German brand Fissler, whose craftsmanship deeply impressed Xue Qiandai.
Snow Lion was led into the room by Huo Yunchao, who then closed the door. With a meat bone at hand, Snow Lion wisely remained a dutiful dog, determined not to disturb its master.
Without his apron, Huo Yunchao transformed back into a handsome young man. "May I...sit on the same side as you?"
Xue Qiandai's mouth opened slightly as she met his dark, inky eyes for three seconds. Her breathing became uncontrollably rapid, and the air seemed to freeze. After a moment's thought, she blurted out, "As you wish."
Huo Yunchao sat down with his usual elegant posture, raised his wine glass, and smiled in his eyes, "To our angel."
"An...angel?" Xue Qiandai suddenly felt guilty. Did he already know? She couldn't figure out his thoughts at this moment, so she quickly changed the subject, "Congratulations on joining the Billionaire Furniture Club."
The two cups clinked together, an ambiguous atmosphere flowing between them, and Xue Qiandai took a small sip.
Huo Yunchao flicked her forehead and smiled, "Relax a little. I will... support your decision." As always, he was a gentleman and cut a slice of steak for her.
"Try my cooking."
I never imagined that someone so busy could still maintain such a high standard of living. Xue Qiandai took a bite of the steak; it was juicy and tender. She smiled and praised, "I suspect you went to a Michelin-starred restaurant to learn some cooking techniques?"
Huo Yunchao also tried a piece. "You love steak, so I ate at all four of the best steakhouses in the capital and learned a little bit of cooking from them, but it's nothing special."
The four major steakhouses in Beijing belong to four top-tier hotels: the InterContinental Hotel's Cha Steakhouse specializes in Australian Wagyu beef; the Morton Steakhouse is American-style; the Fairmont Hotel's Blade Steakhouse specializes in purebred grass-fed Angus beef; and the Westin Steakhouse is most famous for its tomahawk steak.
Their steaks are near the steakhouse.
Huo Yunchao demonstrated through his actions what it means to love someone so much that you love everything about them.
"You're always like this, striving for perfection in everything you do," Xue Qiandai said with a smile.
Huo Yunchao accepted it all; if Dai Dai liked it, then it was worth it.
"This sauce is fantastic and goes perfectly with the steak."
Xue Qiandai looked at the sauce in the small dish, which seemed to be inviting her, so she dipped it in and ate it carefully.
Huo Yunchao's phone was on the table, its screen flickering on and off, as he had switched it to silent mode.
"I bet the media all want to interview you today. Everyone's also curious about your next move. Will you continue your business success or switch careers?"
"Let them think what they want, today I only want to spend this time with you." He spoke frankly, without any beating around the bush, which stirred up a storm in Xue Qiandai's ears. She told herself to endure the loneliness for the moment, to stay true to herself, that the time was not yet right, and that she needed to stand a little higher.
Suddenly, Huo Yunchao exclaimed "Huh!" and picked up a napkin. Xue Qiandai accidentally got a little sauce on her lips.
Huo Yunchao brought the tissue closer, and Xue Qiandai remained motionless, staring intently at him.
He changed his mind, pressed his entire body against hers, and kissed the spot where the sauce was. Seemingly not satisfied, his lips then moved to her upper body.
"Dai Dai!"
The sound was ethereal and elusive, as if it had never been uttered.
Xue Qiandai felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body went numb and she felt as soft as water.
Huo Yunchao didn't stop. His strong hand gripped the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. His kiss intensified, a combination of taking and punishing.
"DaiDai, you gave my perks to someone else. I was forced to be jealous all day, and I held it in the whole way, and I'm still sour. How are you going to make it up to me?"
Benefits? Xue Qiandai was at her wits' end. It was a wonder he had waited so long to start calculating. She tried to explain, but helplessly, "My beauty, you just said you supported all my decisions. Besides, it was just a show, less than three minutes long."
Huo Yunchao gently stroked her face with his fingertips, his voice full of tenderness: "It's just emotional support, but I'm unwilling, unhappy, and don't like it in my heart. Dai Dai, I'm a man, still young and full of vigor. I keep telling myself not to be so possessive, but I can't resist. I want your exclusive show. Your angelic transformation can only be seen by me, okay?"
Not to mention an exclusive show, she would give him her heart and her life. Xue Qiandai had absolutely no principles when it came to Huo Meiren.
"Beauty Huo, you know I can give you anything you want."
The usually mischievous little devil has become so well-behaved; Huo Yunchao really wants to tease her and make her cry.
He swept the table, moving all the plates to the other side. Huo Yunchao pulled Dai Dai onto the table, lifting her skirt with one hand. "I want an exclusive show, I want you. Will you give it to me?"
A hint of red appeared at the corners of Xue Qiandai's eyes, as delicate and beautiful as peach blossoms in spring, both pure and regal.
May you gather many!
Huo Yunchao cupped her face in his hands, kissing her tenderly and carefully. At first, he was restrained, but gradually he lost control. Love is a sudden, overwhelming feeling, a private and exclusive joy.
Xue Qiandai felt that even if the world ended, it would be worth it at this moment.
The apocalypse didn't come, but she felt a warm current in her lower abdomen. Xue Qiandai's mind went blank for a moment. Could it be?
"My lady, wait a minute." She pushed Huo Yunchao aside, rushed into the bathroom, and closed the door.
"Dai Dai!"
Huo Yunchao chased after him to the door.
After a while, Xue Qiandai's extremely embarrassed voice came from inside: "My beauty, my period has started."
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