The restaurant manager nodded solemnly and then personally went to retrieve the wine.
When the manager brought the wine over, it was on a trolley that was also adorned with fresh flowers, candles, and a specialized Wine Aerator, giving off a strong sense of ceremony.
Yan Xi quietly watched the Wine Aerator do his work.
In the three years she had been married to Yu Siting, she had never once dined in such a setting.
When she first married Yu Siting, filled with youthful romanticism, she had made several reservations at couples' restaurants, but Yu Siting never showed up to any of them.
Yan Xi remembered the last time she booked a couple's meal; Yu Siting had clearly told her he would have the time, but by the afternoon, he had left on a business trip out of town.
She had eaten all the dishes she ordered by herself, eating until she was stuffed and then sick, and after that, she never harbored any illusions about it again.