For lunch, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran enjoyed a Western-style meal.
The atmosphere in the romantically-stylized French restaurant was warm and sweet, with a piano's melody accompanying their meal.
Mo Xiuchen provided thoughtful and considerate service. What surprised Wen Ran was the rushed return of her husband, and the gift he had brought for her. She had not noticed it yesterday, and Mo Xiuchen hadn't mentioned it either.
It wasn't until they were having lunch that he finally presented it. It was an incredibly exquisite diamond necklace.
"Ranran, do you like it?"
Mo Xiuchen bent over, his hands on her shoulders, the diamond's brilliance refracted into his deep, pond-like eyes. The glitter of his eyes and her beautiful smiling face reflected in the diamond.
Wen Ran nodded her head joyfully, "I like it."
She liked any gift that he gave her.