As the lights came on, the city was adorned with dazzling lights, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Shan Yu was dressed in an exquisite dark tailored suit, and the limited edition watch on his wrist gleamed with a cold, metallic luster under the streetlights.
Walking towards the black luxury Maybach, the bodyguard opened the door for Shanyu and Shanyu got in the car.
The luxury car drove steadily towards Qingyao's company. The night scene outside the car window passed by quickly like a slide show. Soon, it arrived at the destination.
Shanyu got out of the car and stood tall at the door of the company. He looked up at the towering office building, his eyes full of anticipation.
A moment later, Qingyao appeared at the door. She was dressed in a white, off-the-shoulder evening gown, looking like a fairy emerging from the moonlight. Her soft hair cascaded down her fair shoulders, and her delicate face, lightly made up, looked even more stunning.
A flash of surprise and passion flashed in Shanyu's eyes. He quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and made a gentleman's invitation gesture: "Miss Qingyao, please come this way."
Qingyao nodded slightly, placed her hand on Shanyu's outstretched arm, and let him lead her to the car.
Shanyu opened the car door for her, waited for her to sit down, then got in the car, started the car, and sped towards his apartment.
The car was filled with a faint scent of perfume, mixed with the unique scent of men's cologne on Shanyu. The atmosphere was subtle yet exciting.
The car slowly drove into a quiet, upscale residential area, eventually stopping downstairs at Shanyu Apartment. It was a simple yet luxurious modern building, its facade a fusion of large expanses of glass and fine metal lines, reflecting a cool glow in the night.
Walking into the apartment lobby, the floor is paved with mirror-like marble, and the dome is decorated with dazzling crystal chandeliers, illuminating the entire space with splendor.
The security guard stood straight and nodded politely: "Mr. Shan, welcome home!"
Shanyu nodded slightly, took Qingyao's soft little hand and took the high-speed elevator directly to the top floor. Shanyu opened the door, and a light and elegant lavender fragrance hit his face.
Inside, the spacious living room features an open-plan design, with large floor-to-ceiling windows offering panoramic views of the city's nightscape, resembling a flowing scroll. Soft white leather sofas are arranged in an orderly fashion, complemented by a uniquely shaped glass coffee table, upon which a bouquet of vibrant red roses rests.
Next to the living room is an open kitchen, with several unopened bottles of top-quality red wine placed on the central counter.
Art paintings of various styles are hung on the walls of the corridor, leading to each room. The whole apartment exudes a unique atmosphere that blends modern fashion and elegant taste.
Shanyu's gaze was like the warm spring sun, gently falling on Qingyao. He then leaned over, stretched out his long arms, picked up Qingyao steadily, and walked towards the spacious leather sofa in the living room.
His movements were extremely careful, as if he was holding a rare treasure, and he placed Qingyao gently on the sofa. Then, Shanyu picked up the remote control and turned on the TV for Qingyao. The light from the screen shone on his face, further highlighting his gentle expression.
He leaned forward slightly, approaching Qingyao, and said in a low and gentle voice: "Miss Qingyao, what would you like to eat?"
Qingyao raised her eyes and mentioned a few of her favorite dishes. Shanyu raised his lips to smile slightly and nodded slightly, his eyes full of doting: "Okay, you sit down and watch TV for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare it." After that, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen with steady steps.
Shanyu walked into the kitchen and tied an apron with his slender fingers skillfully. The apron belt tightened around his waist, making him look quite handsome.
He first opened the refrigerator, his eyes scanned the various ingredients, and quickly and accurately picked out the ingredients Qingyao liked.
I saw him placing fresh vegetables in the sink. The water was flowing gently, and his hands were gently stirring in the water to wash them. The water droplets splashed on the edge of the sink, reflecting the sparkling lights in the kitchen.
After washing the vegetables, Shanyu picked up the kitchen knife. The blade was as steady as a rock in his hand. His cutting movements were neat and elegant. With every cut, the vegetables were cut into even shapes, making rhythmic sounds.
He turned and lit the fire. Blue flames instantly shot up. He poured a little oil into the wok. When it started to smoke slightly, Shanyu added the chopped onions, ginger, and garlic, stir-frying until a rich aroma came out. Then, he added the cleaned meat to the wok. As he stir-fried it, the meat gradually turned an attractive golden color.
Shanyu used a spatula to stir the ingredients from time to time, with a focused and serious expression. Shanyu gently shook the spatula to allow the flavor to penetrate evenly into every bit of the ingredients.
Finally, he served the fried dishes and placed them on exquisite plates. The presentation of the dishes was quite attentive, as if he was carving a work of art.
Shan Yu brought out the steaming dishes one by one, gently placed them on the table, and carefully arranged the bowls and chopsticks. He took off his apron, walked to Qingyao, bent slightly, and extended his hand, his eyes full of expectation and tenderness: "Miss Qingyao, the food is ready, come and try it."
Qingyao stood up and walked to the dining table. Looking at the delicious dishes, Shanyu pulled out a chair and waited for Qingyao to sit down before sitting down opposite her.
He picked up a piece of tender meat, placed it in Qingyao's bowl, and said softly, "This is your favorite. See if it suits your taste."
Qingyao took a bite, and surprise flashed in her eyes: "Shanyu, it's really delicious, you are a great cook."
A smile broke out on Shanyu's face, and that smile was as bright as the sun: "As long as you like it, I will feel happy." The two of them were enjoying the meal, and their eyes occasionally met, conveying warmth that did not require words.
After dinner, Qingyao and Shanyu sat on the sofa, the aroma of tea rising between them.
Shanyu's expression was a little solemn. He gently held Qingyao's hand and said, "Miss Qingyao, I want to discuss with you about changing actors." After that, he took out a piece of information from the file bag beside him and handed it to Qingyao.
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