The young lady hired me to help her and the young master have an online romance.

Jiang Wan's hand trembled, and the phone almost hit her face.

He sat up abruptly in bed and typed a line of text heavily on the screen.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [I have something to do this morning]

Lie: [Rejected]

Jiang Wan bit her lower lip, her mind racing.

Nice Rabbit Squid: [I have an appointment with my professor to revise my paper, can we meet tomorrow?]

Lie: I'm leaving tomorrow morning.

Lie: [Just today]

Jiang Wan puffed out her cheeks and resignedly knocked down—

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Then drive to the south gate of the school, I'll get in there.]

The other side remained silent for a few seconds.

Lie: [Am I not presentable enough?]

Upon seeing this, Jiang Wan quickly replied:

Nice Rabbit Squid: [No, it's precisely because you're so impressive that I don't want to show off.]

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Please listen to me, okay? Please (˵＞ㅿ＜˵)♡]

Lie: [Understood]

Jiang Wan's expression brightened with joy.

Nice Rabbit Rice Squid: 【˙ᵕ˙ᰔ】

Nice Rabbit Squid: [Brother, wait a moment, I'll be right out!]

After Jiang Wan finished sending the message, she quickly got out of bed.

The dormitory was quiet on Saturday.

Li Zhile went home to live.

Wang Yurong and her boyfriend rented a place outside.

Only Zhou Feiyan was fast asleep.

Hearing the noise, she peeked out from behind the bed curtains and asked groggily, "Getting up so early on a Saturday?"

"I have something to do, you can go back to sleep."

Jiang Wan spoke rapidly and had already slipped into the washroom.

I washed my face and brushed my teeth as quickly as possible, sat down at the table, and started applying red spot makeup in front of the mirror.

I drew it once yesterday, so I was quite skilled today and it didn't take much time.

I opened the closet, ready to wear yesterday's little black dress, when I suddenly realized that I had left the dress in the closet at the club last night.

Jiang Wan rummaged through the wardrobe and finally pulled out a white tracksuit.

A spring collection designed by a niche brand.

The design and materials are both very good.

It doesn't look cheap at all; on the contrary, it really suits your temperament.

Her long hair was tied into a neat ponytail at the back of her head.

Finally, I put on a black mask and sunglasses, slung a small sporty bag over my shoulder, and headed out.

Arrived at the south gate of S University.

The Apollo supercar was parked in the open space, its body gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

The man leaned against the car door.

Black, thin pullover wool sweater with a small V-neck that reveals her perfect collarbones.

She wore a black collarbone chain around her neck, with a small silver cross hanging from the center of her collarbone.

She wore black and gray straight-leg jeans, with a thin wool sweater tucked into the waistband by a belt.

Those waist and legs are truly eye-catching.

He was holding his phone, looking at her.

The morning light shone on his profile; his phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, captivating all who beheld him.

Jiang Wan swallowed.

I suddenly understand that sentence I saw online—

So handsome I can't help but stomp my legs.

Is it really okay to look at this level of male beauty so early in the morning?

Jiang Wan shook her head to clear her mind.

No matter how handsome a man is, one should not be greedy for him.

She jogged up to him and called out, "Good morning!"

Shang Shixu glanced down at him, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Not a little black figure today, but a little snowman instead?"

Jiang Wan ignored his teasing and opened the passenger door. "Get in."

Shang Shixu walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat.

"Bang."

The car doors closed, shutting out everything outside.

The atmosphere in the cramped carriage became subtly tense.

Jiang Wan reached for her seatbelt, but because she had never ridden in a sports car before and didn't want him to notice, her movements were unconsciously a little hurried.

After pulling it over, I tried to insert it into the clip twice, but it wouldn't go in.

Just as she was about to try a third time, a hand reached out from the side, enveloped her hand completely, and inserted itself with a "click".

Her warm, dry palms held her tightly, and Jiang Wan subconsciously held her breath.

Before she could withdraw her hand, the other person quickly pulled back, uttering two words in a cold, aloof voice.

"Fool."

Jiang Wan suppressed her embarrassment, "No, it's just that my sunglasses are too dark, I can't see clearly."

Shang Shixu sneered, "Who told you to wear sunglasses?"

Jiang Wan pursed her lips, deliberately changing the subject, "Where are we going?"

He started the engine and answered while driving.

"Eat breakfast."

Jiang Wan's body stiffened.

The car slowly drove onto the main road.

She stared ahead, seemingly calm, but in reality, she was extremely anxious.

Have a meal?

Does that mean we'll have to take off our masks again?

Oh my god, I forgot my eye mask when I went out today!

Jiang Wan kept thinking of a solution and remained silent the whole way.

Seeing that she was still asleep through her sunglasses and mask, Shang Shixu assumed she hadn't woken up yet and didn't disturb her.

After driving for about twenty minutes, the car turned onto a quiet street.

On both sides are tall sycamore trees, whose shade blocks out the sun.

An antique-style building came into view.

Gray tiles and white walls, with a plaque hanging above the doorway—"Above the Clouds".

The calligraphy of the two characters flows smoothly, exuding an understated elegance.

When Jiang Wan saw the plaque, she remembered that it was the takeout Shang Shixu had ordered for her at the hospital.

I remember Li Zhile explaining to her that this was the most expensive private kitchen in Haicheng.

You need to book a private room several months in advance.

After parking the car, Shang Shixu and the two walked in together.

The interior is decorated in a modern Chinese style, with dark wood as the main color, and ink paintings and celadon porcelain as embellishments, creating a beautiful scene at every turn.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air, mixed with the fragrance of unknown flowers.

Jiang Wan's tense nerves inexplicably relaxed a lot.

The manager came forward; he was a man in his forties.

Dressed in a plain-colored robe, with a polite and respectful smile, he said, "Young Master Shang, the private room is ready."

After speaking, he nodded politely to Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan nodded slightly in response.

Walk through the corridor and arrive at the private room at the end.

The moment the door opened, her eyes lit up.

The interior is about 30 square meters and is decorated in an extremely elegant manner.

A landscape painting hangs on the wall, and a clump of slender bamboo grows by the window, through which one can see the small courtyard outside.

A dark solid wood table and two chairs of the same color, each covered with a simple meditation cushion, are placed facing each other.

The manager left, gently closing the door behind him.

A private room, with only a man and a woman inside.

Jiang Wan's heart inexplicably quickened.

"sit."

Shang Shixu pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him.

"Thank you." Jiang Wan hung her bag on the rack and sat down.

The waiter brought a pot of tea, then took the tray and left.

The aroma of the tea is wonderful; it's top-quality Longjing tea.

The aroma of soybeans mingled with the fragrance of orchids, filling the air.

Shang Shixu pushed the menu over, "Take a look, what would you like to eat?"

Jiang Wan opened the menu, glanced at the prices, and choked up instantly.

She realized she had underestimated the reputation of Haicheng's most expensive private chef.

This is hardly a meal.

This is eating gold!

Although she didn't have to pay out of her own pocket, Jiang Wan still couldn't bring herself to order it because of the price.

I feel so guilty.

She pushed the menu back, saying, "I'm not picky, you order."

Shang Shixu didn't refuse and pressed the button at hand.

The waiter entered in response.

He didn't even look at the menu, and just rattled off a long list of dishes.

Seeing how familiar he seemed with the place, Jiang Wan figured the shop probably belonged to the merchant.

The food was served very quickly.

A steaming hot steamer was placed on the table.

The shrimp dumplings are crystal clear, with orange-red shrimp meat coated in broth, making them look incredibly appetizing.

The char siu pastry is golden and crispy, with sesame seeds sprinkled evenly.

The plump custard buns lay in the steamer, as if the golden filling would flow out if poked.

......

Each dish is full of "food tension".

Jiang Wan's stomach was protesting, but she dared not take off her mask.

The man's gaze swept over them. "Take off your mask."

"Can I eat with my back to you?" Jiang Wan asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" he asked in return.

Jiang Wan clenched her fist. "Then you eat first, I'll take mine to go."

Shang Shixu crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and said slowly, "Even if I said I didn't mind your face being allergic, you still wouldn't take it off."

He paused, then raised an eyebrow slightly.

"I can ignore you while you eat, but I need to eat too."

"The only solution is—"

"You feed me."