Fu Yijian poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at the woman who was immersed in the scenery, with a smile in his eyes. In his eyes, Ye Ruohuan standing there quietly was more eye-catching than the scenery.

The night wind blew, ruffling Ye Ruohuan's hair, and a faint scent of osmanthus wafted into her nose.

She sniffed carefully and found that the floral scent came from behind her.

Ye Ruohuan turned around puzzledly and met Fu Yijian's focused gaze. She was stunned for a moment, then saw Fu Yijian waving at her and said lightly: "Come here."

She stood in the courtyard with unique decoration and full of traditional Chinese style, looking at the handsome man sitting in the pavilion, exuding a fatal magnetic attraction in his every move.

If Fu Yijian was born in ancient times, he might be a popular prince. Ye Ruohuan thought so in his heart.

The red lanterns hanging on the corridor illuminated the whole area red. Fu Yijian looked at Ye Ruohuan calmly. Ye Ruohuan didn't know what she was told, but she walked towards him uncontrollably.

With every step she took forward, the smile on Fu Yijian's face deepened, and her raised hand remained suspended in the air. This scene was just like... the bride walking towards the groom at a wedding.

Ye Ruohuan walked into the pavilion and sat opposite Fu Yijian pretending to be calm, ignoring his hand that was still suspended in the air.

Fu Yijian smiled without saying anything, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Ye Ruohuan.

Ye Ruohuan was attracted by the aroma of tea coming from in front of her. She raised her eyes and saw the man opposite her raised his eyebrows at her, motioning her to have a taste.

Ye Ruohuan couldn't help but be curious. She took a sip carefully. The tea slid into her throat, leaving a scent of osmanthus as it passed the tip of her tongue. It turned out to be wine? !

She took another sip in surprise. It was mellower than tea, yet sweeter than ordinary alcoholic beverages, and had a weak aftertaste. She guessed that the alcohol content of the wine was not high.

At this time, the waiter came up with a pot and placed it in the center of the round table.

Ye Ruohuan smelled a strong odor and looked closely, and found that it was black chicken soup.

In the medium-sized purple sand pot, she vaguely saw a lot of precious medicinal materials. Ye Ruohuan looked at Fu Yijian suspiciously. Is there something wrong with his body? Why order so many medicinal materials at once?

She looked at the angelica and ginseng in the pot and suddenly remembered a saying: "Autumn is a good season for nourishing the body." She wondered if the next dish would be crab.

Just as she had this thought, another waiter came in with a plate of crabs.

Ye Ruohuan opened her mouth in surprise, and she immediately thought to herself: Will the next dish be lobster?

Then the waiter really came in with a plate of spicy crayfish.

Sauteed oysters?

have.

Garlic clams?

have.

Scallop seafood congee?

All of them!

How come Fu Yijian ordered all the dishes she liked? And the table was full of seafood!

Ye Ruohuan stared at Fu Yijian with joy and suspicion, but the latter calmly accepted her scrutiny, scooped a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her, and said to her lightly: "Drink the soup first."

Then he put on disposable gloves, picked up a crab, and handled it gracefully and skillfully, picking out the crab meat intact onto the white porcelain plate in front of him. Then, he did the same with lobsters, oysters, and clams, all of which were sorted by Fu Yijian and placed on different small plates.

Ye Ruohuan was very hungry, so she lowered her head and drank the soup in small sips. The taste of the Chinese medicine was surprisingly light and blended into the black chicken soup. The more she drank, the more she liked it.

Suddenly, a white porcelain plate came into her sight. Ye Ruohuan naturally saw the crab meat on it. She looked up at Fu Yijian in confusion.

Fu Yijian said nothing and continued with his actions, but the chopsticks in front of him hardly moved. It was obvious that he did this for Ye Ruohuan.

Ye Ruohuan was silent for a moment. She picked up the chopsticks, picked up the crab meat on the plate, put it into her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

It’s really delicious!

Ye Ruohuan rushed to meet a client right after get off work, but she didn't expect the client to act like a hooligan. Her stomach was empty all night, but after tasting such delicious food, and someone was willing to do it for her, she no longer cared and ate to her heart's content.

Fu Yijian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw the woman opposite him eating happily, and there was an obvious smile in his eyes.

Halfway through, Ye Ruohuan stopped eating and asked the man opposite: "Why aren't you eating?"

Ye Ruohuan thought Fu Yijian would pretend to say "I'm not hungry", but what she heard was: "It's not good to eat seafood after drinking tea."

The man's deep voice was inexplicably convincing, leaving no room for doubt.

"Oh." Ye Ruohuan had nothing to say. She just buried her head and continued eating.

On this autumn night, after their breakup, the two of them got along so warmly for the first time in their history, instead of being hostile and hostile to each other when they met.

But to be honest, in several of the "confrontations", it was Ye Ruohuan who couldn't stand Fu Yijian, and the latter was completely defeated by Ye Ruohuan without any resistance.

Fu Yijian picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and quietly watched Ye Ruohuan swallow the last mouthful of seafood porridge.

After Ye Ruohuan had eaten and drunk his fill, he touched his bulging belly, frowned, and wondered if he had eaten too much tonight.

Fu Yijian put down the teacup, raised his eyelids, looked over, and slowly said, "Are you full?"

"Yeah." Ye Ruohuan nodded slightly.

"I'll take you back."

Fu Yijian picked up his coat and walked out of the pavilion first. He was wearing a black windbreaker and walking alone in the corridor.

Ye Ruohuan stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then immediately followed after he came to his senses.

The black sports car was speeding on the road. The traffic was no longer so congested and several shops on the roadside were starting to close.

It was only then that Ye Ruohuan realized that after having a midnight snack, it was already so late.

Soon, Fu Yijian sent Ye Ruohuan downstairs of her house.

In the car, Fu Yijian didn't mention anything about what happened tonight.

Seeing this, Ye Ruohuan also unbuckled his seat belt, said, "Thank you," and got out of the car.

Fu Yijian turned around and watched her leave, grabbing the steering wheel in his hands.

The next second——

"Huan Huan."

Fu Yijian unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door, and walked quickly to Ye Ruohuan.

Ye Ruohuan stopped and looked at him to ask if he had anything else to say.

"Can we talk?" Fu Yijian stood in front of Ye Ruohuan and looked at her pleadingly.

Fu Yijian clenched his hands nervously at his side, waiting patiently for Ye Ruohuan's answer, but he was afraid that she would give him a cold look as before, reminding him once again that they were separated, which would be like an ice cone piercing his heart.

The two stood facing each other, the street lamp beside them illuminating them ambiguously. Hearing this, Ye Ruohuan was silent for a while, and only raised her head to look at the man opposite her after a long time, her eyes dodging for a moment, "What do you want to say?"