The Mercedes-Benz stopped at a Cantonese restaurant called "Xi Yue".
Xue Qiandai knew that this was a very high-end private restaurant, especially famous for its Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup, steamed egg with Shaoxing wine and crab oil, and Boston lobster. It had once received a review from Mr. Cai, one of the Four Great Talents, who was also a gourmet.
Huo Yunchao parked the car, got out first, walked around to the other side of the car to open the door for her, and extended a hand that looked like a jade carving.
If Jin Heng saw this scene, he would probably look at her differently. That's Huo Meiren for you—she can be both sweet and sassy, both coquettish and gentlemanly.
The feeling of being pampered returned, and Xue Qiandai's throat tightened slightly as she placed her fingertips on his hand.
"It's been a long time since we had dinner together. Please do me the honor of joining us today, Dai Dai." His voice was soft and gentle, like a summer breeze, not hot, but cool and refreshing.
Didn't we just have dinner last week? The Insider's dinner. Xue Qiandai glanced at Xue Shi, looking rather troubled.
Not wanting to disturb their time together, Huo Yunchao said, "I'll pack it up for you later."
Snow Lion, who didn't want takeout, only wanted to dine in, and only wanted to be with its owner, grumbled listlessly. These days, being a good dog isn't easy; you have to always think of your owner and not be a third wheel.
The two entered the restaurant, where a waiter led them to their reserved table, a booth by the window with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a view of the small garden. What an elegant atmosphere!
The waiter presented the menu, and Huo Yunchao pushed it to Xue Qiandai's side, saying, "Order what you like."
Xue Qiandai chuckled softly, "You're quite a sight to behold. You should do it."
Beautiful women, delicious food, and beautiful scenery can all be incorporated into a meal.
Huo Yunchao didn't stand on ceremony and didn't say anything. He just nodded to the waiter and quickly finished ordering.
The food took a while to arrive, so the two of them started chatting.
"The T-shirt you're wearing today is so cute, I want to buy one and wear it too."
Xue Qiandai looked down at her own hazy blue outfit and the emoji she was wearing. She had to admit, they actually matched quite well, even his sky-blue one. However, she still suggested, "You're a public figure now, going from high-level forums to business meetings in a minute. This casual style doesn't really suit you."
Huo Yunchao cracked his knuckles, looked up, and said, "I always thought I was a tech geek or a programmer. Besides, I can always use my own private time, like now."
"Isn't that a couple's set?" Xue Qiandai's face flushed, and she quickly took a sip of lemonade to calm herself down. "Okay, I'll order it for you. It'll have our store's logo printed on it, so it can be used for advertising. Size 185, please?"
Huo Yunchao: "Yes, you know my size."
Xue Qiandai: "..."
I know, I measured them all myself. This topic could easily get out of control.
"When are you moving? I'll come help you." Huo Yunchao saw that the girl's ears were turning red, so he stopped teasing her and changed the subject.
With such a beauty, how could she bear to see him sweating profusely while carrying all that messy stuff? Besides, they already had Senior Yuan as their porter. Xue Qiandai told herself that she had to create opportunities for Jian Yan and not let the beauty steal the show.
"I'll take another look this week, and we might move next week."
Huo Yunchao thought of something, "You're looking for a place? What about the alumni reunion on Sunday?" He secretly hoped she would attend and be with him.
"No problem, I'll find someone in about a day. I've already had someone in mind."
The dishes were served one after another. Xue Qiandai glanced at them and exclaimed, "Wow, apart from the appetizers which were a bit bland, everything else is a hearty feast: lobster, abalone (Buddha Jumps Over the Wall), Wagyu beef, Wenchang chicken..."
"Are you mistaking me for McDull?"
Huo Yuncao calmly used serving chopsticks to put food on her plate, saying, "You expend a lot of energy every day, so you need to eat more high-protein foods."
This reason is very compelling, and it even seems quite scientific.
The plates in front of Xue Qiandai were piled up like a small mountain, and Huo Yunchao was still peeling lobsters for her. What tasted even better than the food was the sentiment. Xue Qiandai would steal glances at his hands one moment and his Adam's apple the next. She thought that a beautiful woman was the most delicious thing, but unfortunately she couldn't eat her now; she had to take it slow.
“Dai Dai, I’m sorry,” Huo Yunchao suddenly paused and looked at her.
He was about to say something when Xue Qiandai suddenly felt very nervous, a surge of adrenaline. Could he have found someone new? Her behavior today was so strange, like she was fulfilling a final wish and then saying goodbye forever?
After this whole mental exercise, Xue Qiandai couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly stood up, said, "I need to go to the restroom," and disappeared from the booth like the wind.
Standing in front of the sink, Xue Qiandai turned on the tap and splashed water on her face to keep herself calm. If he said he would never see her again, she had to smile, she had to be strong, and she couldn't cry.
After mentally preparing herself, Xue Qiandai came out of the restroom and heard someone call her name. "Oh, my dear Consort Dai, my muse, I can't believe I'm seeing you here."
What a cringeworthy nickname!
The boy had a face more alluring than a woman's, and upon closer inspection under the light, he was wearing expensive skincare products, a row of earrings on his right ear, and was dressed in Issey Miyake's pleated clothes.
Only one person would go to such extremes: Rong Xiao, Xue Qiandai's classmate at ESMOD Fashion Academy.
Despite her seemingly assertive name, she's actually a bottom (or bottom) in a rapper relationship. In the fashion industry, it's rare to find someone as sexually active as Xue Qiandai. However, even after being "straightened out" by Dai Dai, Rong Xiao remains a bottom.
"Rongrong, when did you get back?"
Rong Xiao went to Paris for an exchange program, which lasted for several months. When he returned to the capital, he found that everything had changed and all was lost.
“Call me Xiaoxiao. Daifei, you don’t care about me at all. You don’t reply to my messages, and you don’t answer my calls. Oh, I’m heartbroken.” Rong Xiao immediately put on a show of being easily hurt, without any hesitation.
Sigh, I have to appease her. Xue Qiandai held up her phone, tapped the screen, and explained, "I really didn't receive it, look for yourself."
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