Li Dynasty, a certain large city, a certain tavern.
In a private room, a beautiful couple quietly enjoyed their dinner. The man, in his forties, was suave, mature and composed.
The woman, in her early thirties, was quiet and elegant, dignified and beautiful.
If Li Zhongnan were here, he would definitely recognize the woman; she was his high school English teacher whom he had secretly admired during his student days, Yao Danhong.
"Danhong, we've seen each other quite a few times now. I hope you don't mind me asking, what's your impression of me? Should we, perhaps, give our elders an explanation sooner rather than later?"
The man looked at Yao Danhong with hopeful eyes.
Yao Danhong nodded slightly, smiling faintly, "Liao Sheng, you're quite good, I have no complaints. If... my parents have no objections, I have none either!"
