After apologizing, she sat down again and asked, "Mr. Han, have you been in the Hidden Clan all these years? Why couldn't I find you no matter how hard I looked? You're not from the Hidden Clan, are you? How can you speak the Hidden language? And why are you here today? What a coincidence, I never expected to see you again."
Han Junyan raised an eyebrow with a smile, his demeanor exuding gentlemanly elegance. "You're asking so many questions, which one should I answer first?"
"Uh... haha, I'm so sorry, I'm just too happy." She glanced at her watch. "It's a real honor to meet you again today. Mr. Han, please allow me to treat you to a meal today, as a token of my gratitude."
"This..."
Just as Han Junyan hesitated, He Xiao Lüyī had already signaled to the waiter and was ordering the best dishes and fine wine from the menu.
"Then I, Han, shall not decline."
"Mr. Han, please call me Lüyī."
"Alright."
Thus, as if they had met after a long time, they sat together and chatted about everything under the sun.
However, Han Junyan never revealed his true identity, keeping something hidden from her.
After several rounds of drinks, He Xiao Lüyī raised her glass to clink with his, smiling as she said, "Mr. Han, do you know? I've been looking for you all these years. But I only remember your name, Han Junyan, and couldn't find any information about you. I only have a portrait of you."
"Oh, really?" Han Junyan was somewhat surprised.
"Yes, I'm not lying to you."
As He Xiao Lüyī spoke, she took out her phone from her pocket, opened her photo album, and found a sketch of him. "This is a sketch of you, but my drawing skills are poor, and I couldn't capture your essence. Please don't laugh at me, Mr. Han."
Han Junyan looked at the sketch on He Xiao Lüyī's phone and gave her a thumbs-up. "It's very well done, much more handsome than me."
"Not at all, Mr. Han, you are too modest."
She put away her phone and looked up at Han Junyan, her moist eyes sparkling. The deep affection in her pupils was impossible to conceal.
Han Junyan looked at her, lowered his head, and continued to drink.
Only, a subtle ripple moved in his dark eyes, and a hint of calculation arose.
"I'm flattered that Miss Lüyī remembers me. I, Han, am truly honored." He raised his hand and clinked glasses with her.
They talked and laughed heartily, as if they had endless things to discuss.
Eventually, He Xiao Lüyī got drunk, and Han Junyan carried her upstairs.
This establishment was both a restaurant and an inn. He booked a room and placed the woman on the bed.
Looking at He Xiao Lüyī, Han Junyan walked over, a wicked thought crossing his mind...
At some point, the groggy woman woke up from her sleep.
Her muddled mind gradually cleared. She opened her eyes and was startled to find Han Junyan standing before her.
He Xiao Lüyī screamed in fright.
"Mr. Han, you... you..."
He Xiao Lüyī was completely bewildered and didn't know how to react.
"Lianyi, do you really want to marry me?"
"Ah? What? Marry you?"