Qin Shaobai yawned and looked at the person beside him. The two of them had just had an argunt because Qi Jingren’s skirt was too short.
She could wear his shirt and wander around his house freely, but he couldn’t stand her showing her legs to other n.
Even though they argued, when the bell rang, they still danced together in sync, and when it was ti to find a dance partner, they accurately identified each other’s presence. After all, in the more than a year they had spent together, they knew every detail about each other.
Qi Jingren turned her head away disdainfully, while Qin Shaobai smiled. He loved watching her get angry. Sotis she looked like a little lion with all its fur standing on end, and sotis she’d even unleash the legendary "lion’s roar from the east."
He reached up to her hair and removed her mask, revealing her beautiful face, tinged with a bit of displeasure.
"Let’s go get sothing to eat." He pointed at a table not far away filled with delicious pastries. At this ti, most people were still on the dance floor, so there weren’t many people over there, just servants holding trays of drinks.
"Alright." Won are naturally foodies; as long as there is delicious food, any grievances vanish in an instant, and she’ll only rember the person who gave her those sweets.
Since missing Su Jiuyi, Ye Han hadn’t bumped into any other girls. It surprised him; he didn’t expect that among the entire dance floor, none of the socialites would be his "true love."
Forget it, he was just here to join in the fun anyway.
Ye Han shrugged helplessly, and just as he was about to try so new food, he suddenly rembered his promise with Su Jiuyi.
Even though they were complete strangers, as a gentleman, he still adhered to basic etiquette and keeping promises, especially since she expressed that she was his fan.
Bored, he wandered over to the guest room, but there was no one waiting there. It seed like everyone was still in the dance floor or elsewhere.
He went to the bar, ordered a glass of whiskey, and sat down to wait leisurely.
After the initial surprise on the dance floor, people returned to their original partners amidst a chorus of complaints. The host smoothed things over, and as the long, flowing music began to play, the guests seed to forget the ga’s earlier unpleasantness and enthusiastically threw themselves back into the lovely dance.
"Where did you go just now?" Shi Aoju, spinning Su Jiuyi around, suddenly thought of this question.
Unexpectedly, he rembered.
Su Jiuyi thought for a mont and felt it best to tell the truth: "I t a food expert just now. He told a lot about food and travel. I plan to study his recipes and, after I’m successful, make them for you to try."
Indeed, this idea ca up during her chat with Ye Han, but whether she could actually pull it off remained to be seen.
Shi Aoju habitually furrowed his brows, staring into Su Jiuyi’s eyes for a long while, while she maintained an innocent look.
"Just as long as you don’t make fish again." He turned his head away indifferently.
"Got it." Hearing him bring this up again, Su Jiuyi inexplicably felt a bit guilty. He had deliberately kept his fish allergy from her, probably just to make her a little happier, "You never told you’re allergic to fish."
"I forgot," he said nonchalantly.
"How can you forget a habit like that? Don’t you usually avoid eating fish?"
He explained calmly, "I don’t like the fishy sll, so I haven’t eaten seafood all these years. When I saw you make it, I thought I’d try it."
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