Yan Xiaye laughed as well, saying earnestly, "On our way."
Ten minutes later.
Two radiant, delightful young women appeared in the dining room.
On the European-style long table were candlesticks; the glow of the candles intertwined with the light from the crystal chandelier, while the roses in the vase looked lush and full of life.
The three people at the table looked up at them, and Bo Jiu waved to them, "Come, have a seat and try my brother's and Mr. Li's cooking skills."
Qin Yiren and Yan Xiaye exchanged a smile and sat beside their respective partners.
All the guests were already seated, and the dinner officially began.
However, although the sumptuous dinner whetted the appetite, the atmosphere could hardly be called harmonious—it was somewhat indescribably strange.
