Interlude

Min Zhong led Ye Xiu into the dining room. He helped her pull out the chair and invited her to sit down. This was a semi-open seat. In a corner, one could vaguely see people coming and going, but they were separated by a natural wall made of green plants. It was not overly secluded, but it was also peaceful.

Ah, candlelight dinner.

The two sat face to face. Under the light, Min Zhong looked more and more handsome. Ye Xiu's eyes swept across his deep eyes and straight nose, landing on his thin lips that were slightly pursed. He was really handsome. Ye Xiu thought that Min Zhong remembered that today was her birthday, right? This was to celebrate her. . .