"It tastes great."
The ginger soup was still warm, but not too hot. She sipped it slowly, and soon the chill on her body was completely dispelled.
Warmth filled my heart and overflowed into my chest.
It was 8 p.m., the start of people's nightlife and the liveliest time of the day in the city.
However, the airport is located in a remote area, so the first half of the journey was relatively smooth, but it became a bit congested after entering the city.
Looking at the bustling traffic ahead, Song Mai leaned back in her seat and glanced listlessly at the man beside her.
He was replying to messages while waiting at a red light.
The man had one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding his phone, his fingers flying across the screen.
Chu Xing's posture was casual and languid, exuding an air of nobility that perfectly matched the car, as if the Porsche belonged to him.
After replying to the message, he casually tossed his phone aside and looked up to meet the woman's eyes.
What are you looking at me for?
He raised an eyebrow, a hint of wickedness in his eyes.
Song Mai immediately looked away in embarrassment, her breath caught in her throat, and she felt a suffocating sensation, as if she had been caught peeping.
However, she then realized that she was being a bit too ridiculous.
She and Chu Xing are a legally married couple; they have a marriage certificate and are protected by law.
[It's not like I'm looking at someone else's husband, so what's there to be embarrassed about?]
She then turned her head and looked at it from head to toe.
With her neck held high, she said matter-of-factly, "Can't I just take a look?"
The man rested one hand on the steering wheel, tapping it lightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Okay, but you can look at it slowly when you get back."
Song Mai asked in confusion, "Can't we watch it now?"
Chu Xing's gaze was intense, with a deep meaning in his eyes that was hard to decipher, making Song Mai's cheeks flush slightly.
"Yes, but I can't help but look at me like that for too long."
Her little face was rosy, and her eyes were so direct, with a hint of caution, a touch of possessiveness and greed. She looked clean and soft, making one want to take a bite and taste her.
He made this statement with a hint of jest, but it also contained a degree of sincerity.
We're all adults; often, a single glance is enough for us to understand each other's deeper meaning.
Moreover, Chu Xing had already been very direct.
Song Mai's face flushed red to her ears, and her heart pounded in her chest.
She quickly turned her head to look out the window, no longer looking at him.
The voice was so low it was like a mosquito's buzz.
"What are you saying?"
The man mimicked her earlier thoughts and tone, saying, "What's wrong with what I said? I'm not talking about someone else's wife, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Song Mai was speechless for a moment, and at the same time felt as if his inner thoughts had been seen through.
After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out, "Shameless."
He then fell silent.
Just then, the light turned green, and the man stepped on the gas, and the car started moving immediately.
The man seemed to have heard a joke:
"I have no shame?"
"right."
"Then tell me how I'm shameless? I'm being so generous, I'll show you properly when we get home, okay?"
He said he was just looking, but his eyes clearly meant something more.
Song Mai's face turned red all the way to her ears, and she pouted, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.
"How can someone say something like that? They're shameless."
Seeing how shy she was, Chu Xing was afraid that teasing her any further would make her angry, so he smiled and stopped teasing her.
Are you hungry?
They were just about to pass through a pedestrian street lined with countless restaurants on both sides.
Song Mai had eaten her airplane meal on the plane, but looking at the restaurants on both sides of the pedestrian street, she suddenly felt very hungry.
Her eyes lit up when she saw one of the restaurants.
"Let's go eat here, it looks good."
These days she stayed in the West. Although they stayed in a five-star hotel and the food was top-notch, which would be considered a delicacy by the West, for someone with a typical Chinese stomach, no matter how delicious the food was, it was fine to eat it once or twice for novelty, but eating it every day was really hard to get used to.
"good."
Chu Xing pulled the car over to the side of the road and led Song Mai towards the restaurant she had just chosen.
She was still wearing a man's suit jacket and had just gotten out of the car, so she didn't feel cold at all, except that her legs felt a little cold.
But looking at the man beside her, he was only wearing a black knitted wool sweater, and seemed not to feel the cold at all in this cold winter night.
The man was tall and handsome, and he walked hand in hand with Song Mai on the bustling pedestrian street. They looked like a perfect couple, attracting the attention of many people.
"That man is so handsome!"
"Yes, is it some kind of celebrity?"
"I don't think so. I don't think I've ever seen him before."
"That's such a pity. Someone this handsome would definitely be a huge star if he entered the entertainment industry. It's amazing that he wasn't discovered by a talent scout. What kind of rubbish are people who become famous these days? Even internet celebrities who look like that can get acting roles, but someone this handsome is just strolling around on the street."
...
The whispers of a group of young girls reached Song Mai's ears.
Song Mai tugged at Chu Xing's hand and whispered:
"Did you hear that? Someone said you're handsome."
The man didn't even turn his head, and said expressionlessly:
"I've heard it so many times that I'm numb to it."
Song Mai: "..."
Although she admitted he was handsome, and that was probably true, she still felt it was narcissistic of him to say it.
This restaurant serves Huaiyang cuisine, but it's much less crowded on this pedestrian street lined with restaurants serving hot pot, Sichuan and Hunan cuisine, and other strong-flavored dishes.
Song Mai and Chu Xing both prefer quiet, so they asked for a private room and sat down to eat in peace and quiet.
As soon as the food was served, Song Mai took the first bite and instantly felt a surge of happiness.
It turns out her stomach is better suited to Chinese food.
These past two days, Chu Xing has been dealing with company matters, family matters, and trying to prevent Chu Mingqian and Qin Jizhi from coming to the company to find her after they found out that Song Mai was working at Yunxing. She has been so busy that she has barely slept or eaten.
He originally had no appetite, so he just sat to the side drinking tea.
But seeing that he wasn't eating, Song Mai quickly urged him:
"Try it, this store is really good. It must have some merit to be able to open on such a busy pedestrian street."
"I'm not hungry, you eat."
As he spoke, Chu Xing added a piece of pork rib to Song Mai's plate.
Songmai ate with relish, but wasn't content with just eating it herself.
Have you had dinner?
"No."
"Then come with me. How can you not eat? There are so many dishes, it would be a waste if I couldn't finish them all by myself."
She urged him on, and the man finally picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of the milder mushroom, and found it surprisingly delicious.
Whether it was because he hadn't eaten for a long time or because he was genuinely hungry, he found himself with a slight appetite.
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