There was also something wrong with Zhao Feihan today.

He was clearly at the club with a client, but when he met me he took the initiative to invite us to eat hotpot together. Xiao Ye's refusal was justified and quite tactful, but Zhao Feihan directly expressed his feelings like this.

These words were too harsh for me to bear.

He saved my life, and he saved me in such a difficult situation. Afterwards, he left me money but not his name. With such a great favor, how could I not want to accompany him for a hotpot meal?

I panicked and was about to speak: "Of course not, Brother Zhao, I..."

"Brother Zhao, you misunderstood. You are my baby's savior and also my benefactor. We are all grateful to you. Of course, we would love to have dinner with you, but we are considering you and are afraid of delaying your work." Xiao Ye interrupted me.

His words seemed particularly sincere, and he called everyone "you" in each sentence, which could be said to be very respectful.

He changed the subject again: "When Brother Zhao is done with his work, my baby and I will have a good meal with Brother Zhao some other day."

"Some other day? Doesn't some other day mean a long time away? Mr. Yuan, are you trying to evade me?" Zhao Feihan's face began to change, and his words became even more severe.

I even smelled a faint smell of gunpowder in the air.

What is going on? It’s just about a meal, why does it feel like Xiao Ye and Zhao Feihan are going to have a fight?

The misunderstanding cannot continue like this.

I immediately stopped Xiao Ye and said, "Brother Zhao, of course I am willing to have dinner with you. Did you order hot pot? That's great. I love hot pot the most."

It's just a meal together, it's not something to embarrass anyone. Even if Zhao Feihan's clients are here, I just need to do my job of serving tea and water and not talk nonsense.

Most importantly, I can't make my benefactor unhappy.

"Brother Zhao, you are too polite. How could I evade you? In fact, my baby and I are getting engaged soon, and I had been planning to invite you to our engagement party." At the same time, Ono was also speaking.

His words fell at the same time as mine.

Zhao Feihan's expression changed again, and he even looked a little nervous and serious: "Poor little girl, are you getting engaged?"

Strangely, he didn't respond to me, but instead focused on Ono's words.

My engagement is something for the future, and it shouldn’t be a big deal for him. What he’s most concerned about right now should be whether I can eat hotpot with him, right?

Ono was also very confused. Although I had already decided to get engaged to him, I hadn't said it out loud yet. So how come he told Zhao Feihan that we were going to get engaged soon?

But things have progressed to this point, I nodded and admitted: "Yes, Brother Zhao, Xiao Ye and I both think so, we both want to invite you to the engagement party, is that okay?"

Zhao Feihan is my savior and now he is also my good friend. I will definitely invite him to my engagement party.

Zhao Feihan was silent at this time. His brows were deep and he just looked at me quietly, as if he had endless things to say, or as if he had some deep meaning to convey.

That feeling came back, and I felt a little nervous and panicked: "What's wrong, Brother Zhao, are you unwilling to attend my engagement party?"

"We'll talk about this later, poor little thing. Let's eat first." Zhao Feihan finally spoke again. He changed the subject and pointed to the small villa next door. "The room I booked is over here. They're already arranging it. Poor little thing, do you want to come over and sit for a while?"

I will not go back on my promise to others.

Five minutes later, Ono and I were sitting at a table in the yard next door. There was a copper pot on the table. There were a lot of dishes, and they were obviously fresh and high-quality ingredients.

Zhao Feihan entered the house and when he came out, he was wrapped in a bathrobe and holding a bottle of red wine and three goblets in his hands.

"I like eating hot pot with red wine the most. Poor thing, the red wine here is all from the boss's collection in a French winery. Let's taste it today." He smiled ostentatiously, opened the red wine rudely while speaking, and poured me a glass.

Watching the rich red wine rising higher and higher in the glass, my heart tightened more and more: "Zhao, Brother Zhao, slow down, slow down."

It's true that I can't drink much, and I once had dinner with Zhao Feihan. We had Japanese food, and Zhao Feihan was drunk from all the sake he drank. I don't think he can drink much either, so I didn't want him to drink too much.

But Zhao Feihan smiled and poured me a full cup, poured himself a full cup, and handed Xiaoye a full cup: "Anyway, the poor little girl will go to sleep after taking a hot spring bath, so it doesn't matter if she drinks more. Red wine promotes blood circulation and helps with sleep, which is good for women's health. Drink it."

Zhao Feihan always gives people a sharp and oppressive feeling. Therefore, although I felt that the glass of wine was a little full, I still couldn't resist taking it.

There was no way I could refuse to drink this glass of wine.

"That's right, drink more." Zhao Feihan looked at me and smiled so hard that his sharp eyes narrowed.

The hot pot started to cook, and the atmosphere became hotter as the temperature increased. Zhao Feihan introduced the ingredients and how to eat them, while picking up food from the plate in front of me and urging me, "Poor little girl, eat more. Girls shouldn't always pursue being thin. What's so good about being as thin as a bamboo pole? Being round is cute."

"Okay, I'll eat more and gain weight." In fact, I didn't pursue being thin at all. I just didn't eat much, and I couldn't gain weight because I didn't absorb it well. But I just followed what Zhao Feihan said.

But I ate too fast, and the hot pot was quite spicy. I choked and couldn’t help coughing.

"Baby, eat slowly." Xiao Ye was busy handing me a tissue and patting my back to stop my cough. When he saw me holding the wine glass, he immediately stopped me and said, "Don't drink this. I'll get you some warm water."

In fact, red wine can also suppress coughing, but Xiaoye had already stood up to get some water. I covered my chest and coughed twice more. Zhao Feihan next to me slowly picked up a bottle of water from his feet, unscrewed the lid and handed it to me: "Here, poor thing, drink this."

It turned out that there was some water next to Zhao Feihan, but why didn't he take it out directly just now? Why didn't he wait until Xiaoye left before giving it to me?

I took the bottle of water and took two sips to stop coughing, and was just about to speak.

"Poor little thing, you are still so young, and haven't seen a bigger and more beautiful world yet, yet you are so anxious to settle your marriage. Are you going to choose to marry a young boy like that?" Zhao Feihan spoke earlier than me.

He looked at me with his back to the light. His deep eyes flashed a faint light in the shadows, appearing so unfathomable.

I was stunned.

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