"Oh,"
Tang Si didn't pay much attention. Smelling a pervasive fragrance, his attention was immediately diverted. "Did you cook? It smells so good?"
"It's Master Qing, who sent the food from Yipinju."
"Yipinju? Tsk tsk tsk... Second Brother is truly heartless. He never sent me delicacies from Yipinju."
Seeing Tang Si say that, Shi Ran politely asked, "There are quite a few dishes. I can't finish them alone. How about... Young Master Tang stays for a meal?"
"Sure. I'm starving."
Tang Si was not polite at all.
Shi Ran: "..."
I was just being polite, are all you rich people this unceremonious?
Muttering inwardly, Shi Ran couldn't say much more and could only lead Tang Si to the dining room, preparing a pair of chopsticks and bowls for him and placing them in front of him.
As Tang Si picked up his chopsticks to eat, Shi Ran immediately said, "Young Master Tang, you... you haven't washed your hands yet."
Tang Si, accustomed to doing as he pleased, was suddenly taken aback and looked up at Shi Ran.
Their eyes met. Shi Ran's home attire, set against the backdrop of this warm, small home, created an exceptionally beautiful atmosphere.
It was a feeling Tang Si had never experienced before.
It was as if the emptiness he had felt for many years was inexplicably filled at this moment, instantly making him feel fulfilled.
After living in a daze for so many years, only at this moment did he feel the taste of home.
Instead of sitting in silence with his family in the vast villa, being served by maids.
The cold atmosphere, devoid of laughter, only added to his troubles.
"Alright. Where is the bathroom?"
"Over there," Shi Ran pointed in the direction of the bathroom.
Tang Si went into the bathroom and washed his hands. After coming out, he noticed the arrangement of Shi Ran's apartment.
The small living room was meticulously organized. A bouquet of fresh flowers, white roses, graced the table.
What a coincidence, those were his favorite flowers.
"Do you like roses?" Tang Si asked Shi Ran, tilting his chin towards the flowers on the coffee table in the living room.
"Yes. White roses, for pure love,"
She said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, a gleam flashed in Tang Si's eyes.
What a coincidence.
The two sat at the dining table and ate in silence.
Although they often met, it was the first time they were eating together, and in Shi Ran's home, which made Shi Ran a little self-conscious.
She picked up her food, chewed slowly, and to ease the awkwardness, she tried to find topics to chat with Tang Si about.
Her words were filled with admiration for Tang Si.
Of course, apart from his philandering nature, Tang Si indeed had many strengths.
He was capable, approachable, and humorous, always giving off an inexplicable good impression.
Knock, knock, knock—
Suddenly, the living room door was knocked.
Shi Ran put down her chopsticks, "I'll go get it."
Lin Meng had also contacted her around that time, and Shi Ran instinctively assumed it was Lin Meng.
After all, half an hour had passed, and Lin Meng should have arrived by then.
However, when she opened the door, she saw a woman standing at the entrance, wearing light makeup, with long black hair cascading down her shoulders, and a black naval cap.
She was dressed in a black crop top, black loose casual pants, with a thick gold chain hanging from the side of the crop top and fastened to the waistband of her pants, paired with sneakers.
Her outfit highlighted her fair and rosy complexion, her slender waist that could be held in one hand, and her visible abs.
"You must be Shi Ran? Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Wuyan," Zhao Wuyan said as she walked into the living room.