Chapter 19: Mr. Qin Likes Her Too.

Qin Yanzhou, who usually ate at private restaurants, was here tonight, but upon arrival…

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The chefs at Yinwan weren’t bad, but compared to the chefs at private restaurants, they always felt a little off.

These past few days, the weather had been hot and humid, making him lose his appetite. He craved the light and refreshing dishes from restaurants.

He was familiar with Shanghai, and this restaurant was tucked away in an alley, making it even more memorable.

Qin Yanzhou had just finished a meeting, his phone screen lit up, Shen Muyan’s profile picture, a selfie of her wearing a halter dress and hiding behind a gardenia, was both alluring and jarring. He clicked into the message.

Such a picky eater, he thought she was used to it.

Not at all.

Shen Muyan, sitting cross-legged on the floor, quickly replied, unwilling to admit it.

She was waiting for Lu Lin to pick her up, and she had planned to come here today anyway.

Okay.

Shen Muyan then sent a cute little cat emoji, followed by a message saying that the chef was preparing lunch for her.

Just over an hour later, a Maybach with a unique license plate pulled up to the villa’s gate. The manager, upon seeing the car, instructed the gatekeeper to let it in. Shen Muyan, dressed to the nines, was waiting.

Sister, Mr. Qin is at the door.

Holding a fox plush toy, Mei, with her beautiful side profile, quickly got up and grabbed her bag, her tie-dye halter dress falling just above her knees, her long, slender legs swaying in the air.

Ning Qing opened the car door. Qin Yanzhou sat in the back seat, his aloof gaze lifting slightly as he glanced to the side.

Mr. Qin.

A happy smile bloomed on Shen Muyan’s face as she bent down to get into the car, a kind of senior-junior vibe.

Qin Yanzhou’s words, both spoken and unspoken, carried a sense of aloofness and indifference. His dark, profound eyes seemed to see through everything.

His eyes were very good-looking, typical phoenix eyes, slightly elongated, with ink-black pupils that drew you in.

He didn’t even move, his eyes fixed on the documents in his hand, his lips parting slightly as he asked.

Mr. Qin, do people usually dare to talk to you like this?

She had been to the Shanghai International Port and Trade Group several times, and it was clear that everyone in the company treated Qin Yanzhou with equal parts fear and respect. Or rather, more like awe.

Qin Yanzhou let out a soft, disdainful laugh. Shen Muyan couldn’t help but think about this question, but the key was that it was indeed the case.

Lu Lin, with his empty hands, said, “Equal treatment, that’s right.”

“Mr. Qin has a unique personality towards Miss Shen. He even came to pick her up personally. Even Old Shen didn’t receive such treatment.”

Being with Shen Muyan, Qin Yanzhou seemed to find these noisy matters less bothersome, even if, in the eyes of others, they were too out of line.

Bored, he took the initiative to chat to break the silence.

It’s okay, she wouldn’t be sulking anyway.

The private restaurant had already prepared the dishes, and as soon as they arrived, the staff began serving one dish after another.

The air conditioning in the room was a little chilly, and Qin Yanzhou noticed Shen Muyan’s attire, adjusting the temperature.

He was only wearing a shirt, his sleeves rolled up, revealing his strong arms, his skin, and faint blue veins.

The dishes were light, something that suited Shen Muyan’s stomach.

The sweet and refreshing wine-soaked glutinous rice balls were a perfect way to cut through the richness, something the chefs here hadn’t mastered, but they had managed to replicate the flavor.

“You understand the importance of a balanced diet.”

Qin Yanzhou had specifically instructed the chef to make the dishes light today, especially the meat dishes, varying them to suit Shen Muyan’s stomach.

“I do.”

“Every nutrient intake should be balanced, of course.”

“Mr. Qin, are you still so busy on the weekends? You must be so tired.”

“Will it always be like this?” Shen Muyan, having filled her stomach, began to worry.

“Happy chatter.”

Good manners are reflected in many aspects, sharing joy with friends, especially during meals, when your mind is empty and you don’t need to worry about anything.

This is when it’s most enjoyable to laugh and chat.

Shen Muyan’s cute and sweet face was filled with worry. Qin Yanzhou picked up a glass of red wine, the round, full red liquid pouring into the glass, releasing a rich aroma.

“Okay. It’s just that there’s a wine tasting at the Maner winery.” Naturally, he mentioned meeting Xu Ling.

Qin Yanzhou’s face remained unchanged, but Shen Muyan felt a subtle sense of relief and joy.

Xu Ling liked Mr. Qin, and she even openly declared her pursuit of him, but she didn’t even know this place.

Shen Muyan was sure of one thing, Mr. Qin wouldn’t hide anything about his relationships.

“You can drink wine, but not at the winery. You’re asking for trouble.”

Qin Yanzhou’s words were always direct, cold, and blunt.

“There’s no other way. I’m invited to the winery, how can I break the appointment?”

Shen Muyan knew very well that she was going to meet Xu Ling. It seemed, to Mr. Qin, she was just a simple acquaintance, especially after that press conference.

Her performance just now was so obvious.

“Miss Shen is the one who took the initiative to pursue him.”

Qin Yanzhou drove himself, letting Mr. Qin also like her.