But it was this very seriousness that piqued Chi Nuan's interest.
After they got into the car together, Lu Zhan took the initiative to hold her hand.
Even though it was just a light hold, it made Chi Nuan's heart race.
This feeling was particularly strange, yet heart-fluttering.
Along the way, he didn't speak, nor did she; they just stayed silent.
They sat side by side, holding hands.
Chi Nuan thought they were having dinner with Shen Tianxu, but upon arrival, she realized it was just her and Lu Zhan.
It was a private club, dining in a garden with small bridges and flowing water.
A few freshly picked roses were placed on the table, along with a lamp, and the surrounding lighting was dim and soft.
It was especially romantic.
All the dishes were pre-ordered, and they started serving as soon as they arrived.
Delicate traditional dishes, yet the presentation was so extravagant that it added a touch of Western elegance.
The taste was the best Chi Nuan had ever had.
