Under the glow of a crystal chandelier, the man’s finely chiseled features exuded a mature allure, irresistibly captivating.
Chu Tingting could hardly look away. As expected, her Yan Ting was the finest man in the world.
She truly never grew tired of admiring him.
Faced with this lovestruck young woman beside him, Huo Yanting frowned slightly in annoyance, though he politely greeted the two elders of the Chu Family.
"Yan Ting, you should try this one... it’s delicious!" Chu Tingting, completely ignoring the presence of the elders, showered Huo Yanting with attention.
She even enthusiastically took the initiative to serve him food.
But whether she noticed or not, none of the dishes she served him were touched by the man.
"Eat, Yan Ting! These are really delicious; you’ve liked these since you were little, haven’t you?" Chu Tingting finally realized sothing was amiss. Disheartened, she hesitated. Yet, she believed that with the elders watching, Huo Yanting would surely give her so face.
"Tingting, I’m sorry, but I have quite a severe case of germophobia." Huo Yanting, composed and calm, delivered this blow, extinguishing all her enthusiasm.
The atmosphere at the table instantly grew awkward.
Mrs. Huo imdiately grew agitated, glaring at Huo Yanting: "Tingting is such a healthy, wonderful child—how can you still have germophobia toward her?"
"Grandmother, this habit of mine was ford since childhood. You’re well aware of this. Please, try to understand how I feel and stop making things difficult for !" Huo Yanting quickly softened his tone, pleading gently with his grandmother.
The two elders of the Chu Family didn’t quite know whether to feel infuriated or amused.
"Ah, yes—it’s true, I’ve always rembered that Yan Ting has a strong case of germophobia. It was my oversight..." Chu Tingting hurriedly took the offered excuse to ease the tension and shifted the bowl to herself. "Since Yan Ting won’t eat it, I’ll take it! Fortunately, I love these dishes myself."
Mrs. Huo imdiately praised her generously: "Look at Tingting, such a considerate child. She’s the kind of girl I adore."
Chu Tingting’s montary disappointnt was swept away, and she bead with happiness: "Thank you for your kind words, Grandmother."
Huo Yanting casually ate a few bites before setting down his chopsticks.
He was simply waiting for the main event to start.
Sure enough, not long after he began eating, Mrs. Huo spoke up, "Yanting, I just discussed with your grandfather, and we think it’s ti to move forward with the engagent you’ve had with the Chu Family since childhood!"
The mont she said those words, everyone’s gaze subtly shifted toward Huo Yanting, as if anticipating his response.
Huo Yanting’s brows remained steady; only his thin lips curled slightly as he replied indifferently, "Grandmother, you’ve always been physically robust, so I trust you’re not suffering from mory issues. I already have a girlfriend, and this is no secret. Bringing this up suddenly—isn’t that intentionally putting in a tough spot?"
"Yan Ting..." Chu Tingting’s eyes imdiately grew red, shimring with a layer of tears, full of sadness and grievance.
The faces of the two Chu Family elders stiffened awkwardly.
Old Sir Huo frowned but stayed silent.
Mrs. Huo, however, was visibly emotional. With a loud slap on the table, she declared, "Yanting! I demand that you break up with Lin Banxia right this instant."
"Grandmother, I’m afraid that’s not possible." Huo Yanting’s expression remained impeccably composed.
"How can it not be possible?" Everyone present was visibly stunned.
Huo Yanting’s lips curved slightly as he looked toward his grandfather. "Grandfather, you should be the one who’s most aware of the reason, shouldn’t you?"
Mrs. Huo imdiately turned to Old Sir Huo, who coughed briefly before saying, "The pear garden plot of land..."
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