The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Li Yan turned his head, leaned close to her ear, and whispered:

"Comrade Fu would take us out to dinner every week, and we've been to almost every decent restaurant in Beijing, big and small."

This place is newly opened; it's our first time here too.

Tan Rongrong was startled by what she heard and followed them inside in a daze, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

So it turns out that Brother Yan is doing so well with Fu Hua...

Is it really true that he went astray and did shady projects, as those people say?

The wind swept fallen leaves across the street, and the neon sign of Da San Yuan Restaurant stood out prominently in the twilight.

As the group entered, the chandelier cast a soft, warm light.

A faint aroma of tea wafts through the air, along with the unique fresh and savory scent of Cantonese cuisine.

The waiter led them inside.

Pushing open the door to the private room, it was spacious and bright inside.

A large round table was placed in the center, covered with a clean tablecloth.

Elegant wooden chairs were placed against the wall.

There was also a thriving green plant in the corner.

Such a dining environment is truly elegant and comfortable.

Cheng Jin, Zhou Ming, and Engineer Chen had already arrived in the private room.

In addition to these, there was another person, Chen Zhe.

He's been in the hospital recently, but he's been eating and dressing well, and his complexion has improved a lot.

He was dressed in clean clothes and sat quietly in a chair.

Seeing Fu Hua enter, joy was evident in his eyes.

Fu Hua specifically invited Chen Zhe along because she knew she would be dealing with coronary balloon clinical trials for a long time.

Let's take advantage of today's dinner to let him get acquainted with the team beforehand, so he won't feel awkward later.

When everyone saw Fu Hua enter with Li Yan and a strange girl, they all stood up with smiles.

"Hey, Li Yan, isn't this your little sister who cooks you delicious snail dishes every day?"

Cheng Jin spoke first, her tone warm and friendly.

"You're so beautiful, little sister. You look so radiant lately, all thanks to your sister for taking such good care of you."

Li Yan smiled and nodded, then gently led Tan Rongrong forward a step: "Yes, this is my younger sister, Tan Rongrong. She just came to Beijing from out of town."

Tan Rongrong felt a little embarrassed by everyone's stares, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She bowed slightly to everyone in a generous manner, and said in a soft and polite voice, "Hello everyone, thank you for taking good care of me today."

She spoke softly and gently, with gentle eyes and brows, clearly a girl with a very good temperament, which immediately increased the goodwill of the people present.

Once everyone was seated, Fu Hua picked up the menu from the table.

He pushed the table towards the center, his tone natural and easygoing: "Everyone, please don't be shy. As usual, each person can order one dish they like."

Zhou Ming took the menu first and ordered a lightly boiled bok choy.

Cheng Jin likes to eat meat, so she ordered a Cantonese signature roast goose.

Engineer Chen ordered steamed sea bass. When it was Chen Zhe's turn, he paused, holding the menu.

Her gaze swept over the dishes, and finally she said softly, "I'll order a sweet and sour pork ribs."

He remembered that Fu Hua often ate sweet and sour pork ribs in high school.

So many years have passed, I wonder if her tastes have changed.

Fu Hua noticed Chen Zhe's gaze, and her heart stirred slightly.

He didn't show much on his face, only nodding slightly.

The menu was passed around until it finally reached Tan Rongrong.

She looked a little flustered holding the menu, after all, it was her first time in such a high-end restaurant.

She had never even heard of many of the dishes listed.

The price of one dish is enough for her to eat at the cafeteria for a week.

I was hesitating, unsure of what to order.

Li Yan naturally reached out and took the menu, saying softly, "Let me order for you. This place should make your favorite home-style tofu authentically."

Tan Rongrong looked up at Li Yan, and a hint of excitement instantly welled up in her eyes.

Brother Yan has always kept her in his heart.

This thoughtfulness warmed her heart, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.

She gave a soft "hmm," her gentleness almost overflowing from her eyes.

The menu was returned to Fu Hua, who then ordered two more signature Cantonese dishes and a daily soup.

The waiter respectfully took the menu and left.

In the private room, after Mr. Chen told a few jokes, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

Cheng Jin, being the most outgoing, was the first to speak to Tan Rongrong: "Rongrong, right? I heard from Li Yan that you two grew up together in an orphanage?"

Tan Rongrong nodded, her tone gentle.

When she spoke of Li Yan, her eyes were full of dependence: "Yes, I've been with Brother Yan since I was little, and he's always taken good care of me."

He always puts me first when there's something good to eat, and he protects me when I'm bullied.

"I came to Beijing this time because I thought it would be a long time since we'd seen each other, so I decided to stay a little longer."

Her eyes remained fixed on Li Yan as she spoke.

Everyone present could see the undisguised care and affection in his eyes.

Zhou Ming chuckled and chimed in, "No wonder Li Yan's been so eager to leave work lately; he has such a thoughtful younger sister. Are you a particularly good cook?"

"It's just some ordinary home-cooked food, nothing fancy."

Tan Rongrong smiled shyly and said sincerely, "Brother Yan works hard every day, so I thought I'd make him something tasty so he can take a break. As long as he's happy with his food, I'll be satisfied."

After a few words, everyone felt that this girl was gentle, sensible, considerate, and thoughtful.

They were genuinely kind to Li Yan, praising him for being a lucky man.

Tan Rongrong politely responded to everyone's compliments.

While subtly steer the conversation in a direction that interests them,

She looked at Fu Hua, her eyes holding just the right amount of curiosity: "Comrade Fu, I heard from Brother Yan that you've been doing research on the heart."

Is heart valve repair particularly difficult? Is it very complicated? I read in a book before that it's a very troublesome procedure.

Upon hearing this, Fu Hua's fingers, which were holding the teacup, paused slightly.

He looked up at Tan Rongrong, a barely perceptible hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

Actually, Tan Rongrong's questions weren't exactly out of line.

Fu Hua's intuition is very accurate, so her brain automatically sends out an alarm.

Research on heart valves has concluded; the focus has now shifted entirely to coronary balloons.

The heated discussion about this matter on television and in newspapers has subsided.

Why would Tan Rongrong, a young woman who has just graduated, ask this question?

She remained calm and smiled faintly: "Let's not talk about past achievements; the main focus is no longer on that."

Tan Rongrong, however, seemed particularly interested in this.

She pressed on, asking a few more questions: "Does that also require clinical trials? Isn't it dangerous? Brother Yan does these things every day, isn't there a risk?"

Her tone was full of concern for Li Yan, which sounded reasonable and flawless.

However, the overly precise question only increased Fu Hua's doubts.

Before Fu Hua could say anything more, Cheng Jin enthusiastically took over the conversation: "Valve beds are a thing of the past. What we're focusing on now is coronary balloon angioplasty, specifically for severe coronary heart disease and angina. If it works, it could save countless lives."

"Coronary balloon?"

Tan Rongrong blinked, as if replying casually.

"Is it about inserting a small balloon into the heart's blood vessels to open up the blockage? Is the principle similar to angioplasty?"

The moment those words were spoken, the private room fell silent for a moment.

Forget about technical jargon; even the basic principles of coronary balloons were the subject of repeated internal discussions within the team.

How could a laywoman like her casually utter such professional words?

They assumed Li Yan had said these things privately, so they didn't pay much attention.

They chatted casually for a few minutes, then lowered their heads to eat.

Li Yan paused slightly as he picked up some food, looked up at Tan Rongrong beside him, and frowned slightly.

He had never discussed these professional topics with his sister.

How could a teacher-training student like her possibly understand these things?