In front of Chu Nanxi, Li Hannian was another Li Hannian—
Like a fierce tiger, he subdued his ruthlessness and sharp claws, gently sniffing the roses.
Even when he wanted to touch a petal, he would be extremely careful.
If it hadn't been for a waiter bringing in a complimentary fruit platter, there was no telling when the meal would have ended.
Chu Nanxi glanced at her wristwatch, which read half past ten at night.
Unbeknownst to her, the two had been chatting for over an hour, and she hadn't noticed at all.
"It's getting late, let's go back!"
She had to be on the set tomorrow, and she needed to organize the planning proposal for the shooting of "Cloud" before the next board meeting, with no time to waste.
Together, they descended the stairs, and Chu Nanxi took the initiative to pull out her wallet to pay the bill.
