Yan Renzhong went to the hotel as soon as he returned from Frosty Mist Mountain Falls, not even bothering to drop his suitcase at his apartment first.
In the hotel room, Song Xiaoling was already waiting for him. For some reason, she appeared somewhat nervous.
"Why are we meeting here and not at the house?" Yan Renzhong asked.
Song Xiaoling forced out a stiff smile.
"I don't feel comfortable talking about this matter at home."
"I see. So... What do you want to talk about?"
Song Xiao took a deep breath. She gestured toward the meal she ordered before Yan Renzhong arrived.
"We haven't had a meal together for so long. Why don't we eat while we talk?"
Yan Renzhong eyed the cart full of food. There was even a bottle of wine inside a pail of ice.
"Why so formal?" He asked in suspicion.
"It's not. I just want something fancy for once."
"I see."
