Ye Fan withdrew his hand and felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward and artificial, but when he looked at Zhao Tianya's expression, she appeared quite at ease.
She elegantly lifted the red wine, delicately sipped a small mouthful, and then tasted it carefully.
Seeing Zhao Tianya like this, Ye Fan felt he might be overthinking things. He chuckled self-deprecatingly and also took a sip of the red wine.
"Ye Fan, there's a concert tomorrow, do you know?" Zhao Tianya placed her wine glass down, leaned back gracefully against the couch, and asked with a light smile.
Ye Fan nodded and replied, "I know. It's Shen Yan's concert, right?"
"Exactly," Zhao Tianya said as she picked up her red LV bag from beside the couch, took out two tickets from it, sat up straight, and handed them over.
Ye Fan reached out to take the tickets and carefully examined them under the dim light. They were front-row tickets for Shen Yan's concert and very good seats at that.