Which one?
Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains and slanted into the French windows, half falling on the tall potted green leaves, instantly brightening them by two shades, and the other half falling on the crystal pendant hanging from the ceiling, casting shimmering, fragmented light.
Shen Tinghe carefully cut the steak in her hand, she was a little nervous.
Whenever she gets nervous, she becomes particularly focused, putting all her energy into something that doesn't require much brainpower, like cutting a steak.
The hand gripping the knife handle turned red from pressing down. The not-so-sharp blade pierced the brownish-brown skin, and the firm flesh burst open the moment it was sliced open, with the watery red juice staining the silver blade.
She had a feeling that Chen Rancheng was going to do something today.
He was dressed very formally today, in a white shirt and black suit, his hair styled with hairspray, clean-cut and handsome, exuding gentle composure. Although it was no different from his usual attire, Shen Tinghe still keenly noticed the difference in him.
Intuition from people you've known for a long time.
If one had to find something unusual, it might be that Chen Rancheng deliberately acted nonchalantly and leisurely, but his gaze towards her unintentionally revealed a subtle tension.
Moreover, the restaurant's name is quite unique: Tingfu.
Listen to the blessing, Tingfu.
Shen Tinghe couldn't help but indulge in unrequited love.
Where could the ring be hidden?
Is it in the strawberry French toast in front of you, or in the garlic cheese shrimp filled with cream, or neither, but in the ice cream scoop that's about to be served?
She's like a suspicious person who sees every little thing as a ring.
But Chen Rancheng was a calm and collected person, and her heart began to pound wildly.
The sound of wheels rolling grew louder as a waiter pushed a golden food cart closer. A tray with a covered clock passed by, then was pushed away; it wasn't for their table.
Shen Tinghe turned her gaze back to the dining table, as if what she had just seen was nothing more than a fleeting glance.
A delicate fork holds a cherry tomato used as decoration, its red juice bursting out and landing on the white porcelain plate, the sweet and sour juice exploding inside.
The sweetness was very faint, and I was a little overwhelmed by the sourness. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly.
The sunlight outside the window dimmed, and the pinkish-blue sunset reflected in the sky.
Seeing that Chen Rancheng hadn't made a move, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She was dressed rather casually today, wearing a long halter dress and a simple blazer over it.
Her clean-cut face was only lightly adorned with lipstick; she must have already finished eating by now.
I just couldn't handle the grand proposal.
They both drank a little red wine, and naturally they found a designated driver to take them home.
Chen Rancheng's warm, dry palm enveloped Shen Tinghe's hand, his thumb undoubtedly rubbing against the back of her hand.
His eyes, brimming with starlight after drinking, seemed to reflect a vast ocean.
Sitting in the back seat, Chen Rancheng put his arm around Shen Tinghe and placed it loosely on her waist.
It was rush hour, and traffic was congested, with sharp horn blares coming from time to time.
Chen Rancheng leaned closer and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Did you guess it?"
Whispering words rubbed against the grains and spread to the tip of my heart.
Shen Tinghe raised her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and met his gaze for a second or two.
"What did you guess?"
The ball that was thrown was gently tossed back.
Chen Rancheng smiled, his breath tickling Shen Tinghe's eyelashes.
Shen Tinghe calmly turned her head, leaving Chen Rancheng with a rounded back of her head. After a while, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
That old fox. Bomb her.
The traffic gradually dispersed, the lanes became clear, and the scenery outside the window, streaked by fireworks, became hazy and indistinct.
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