In the restaurant.
Mr. Cass was sipping his wine, bored, while Angel eagerly awaited the appearance of Yan Xiaye.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Following the maid to her seat, Yan Xiaye sat down courteously with a polite smile.
Mr. Cass casually raised his glass towards her and picked up his knife and fork to start dining.
Angel, on the other hand, got up with her plate and sat warmly beside her, "Miss Yan, is there anything you particularly like? We can have the chef make it for you right away."
"Thank you, I'm not picky with food."
Yan Xiaye smiled faintly, lowering her eyes to the foie gras and steak on her plate, and took a bite with a fork.
The taste was, of course, good, but it could not whet her appetite,
She forced herself to eat a few bites and couldn't help but think about those little cakes she had tasted at the Noel Family, the pure sweetness making her feel relaxed and comfortable.
