"Mm," Shen Chi responded.
Bai Man walked forward, helped Shen Chi take off his suit jacket, and gently hung it on the rack.
After Shen Chi sat down, she poured him a glass of champagne.
"Try this, the bar owner just brought back a few bottles from France," Bai Man said with a smile as she looked at him.
When her gaze fell on Shen Chi, it carried an indescribable tenderness, like lake water that ripples with the slightest breeze.
Shen Chi also curved his lips into a smile, "You invited me here just to drink?"
"My flight was delayed yesterday, and I didn't see you. I missed you," Bai Man said as she sat next to him, clinging to his arm like a delicate bird.
Bai Man always carried a faint fragrance of cherry blossoms; he knew she liked wearing the same perfume.
"What are you looking at?" Shen Chi asked gently, reaching over to pick up the magazine on the table.
