Withered Broken Ice Blue

Jiang Huaixu sat opposite Chi Feiwan with a sullen face, his eyes calm and still, as if he had seen through everything. He spoke slowly, his tone steady and firm, and answered all the questions in Chi Feiwan's heart: "I want to ask why this restaurant is so expensive and packed with people every day? Because this restaurant is not open to ordinary people, it serves rich people, and some people want to get close to the upper class, this is one of the ways."

Chi Feiwan closed the menu and said, "No matter how expensive a dish is, if it doesn't taste delicious, it's worth more than the price."

Jiang Huaixu's mouth corners slightly raised, but he didn't make any sound. His faint smile seemed to contain endless profound meaning. At this moment, the vase placed between them was like an indestructible wall, dividing the two of them.

He looked out the window at the twilight. The stars in the sky hung in the night sky, emitting bright light.

"Chi Feiwan, I saw your father today." He looked at Chi Feiwan again, "In the theater."

Chi Feiwan was very surprised, "He's alone?"

Although Chi Feiwan had little contact with his father, he knew what kind of person his father was.

There are countless romantic scandals about her father on the Internet, and she knew about them by going online.

If his father really has a special liking for music, then going to the Grand Theater in Haicheng to enjoy performances is undoubtedly a great choice. After all, there are often various professional groups holding touring performances there.

However, what is puzzling is that his father insisted on traveling thousands of miles to the capital to watch the play.

What is the reason behind this?

In fact, Chi Feiwan already knew it in her heart. She lowered her head silently, her long eyelashes covering the look in her eyes, trying to bury the complicated emotions deeply.

"Yeah." Jiang Huaixu responded and changed the subject, "Would you like something to eat?"

Chi Feiwan shook her head. She had no appetite at all.

In fact, they all knew very well why Chi Yuanqing appeared in the Beijing Grand Theater. After all, the farce that Jiang Huaixu witnessed was really hard to talk about, but he was also unwilling to see Chi Feiwan being kept in the dark.

Chi Feiwan did not order any dishes. It was Jiang Huaixu who did it. When the exquisite dishes were served on the table, the appetite and anticipation for the food that should have been aroused seemed to disappear without a trace all of a sudden.

Those delicious dishes were quietly placed on the table, exuding an enticing aroma, but each dish seemed to have lost its soul. Although they still looked delicious, they lacked the magic that could ignite people's enthusiasm.

Chi Feiwan sat quietly by the side, her eyes wandering, as if her mind was no longer on this dinner. Her expression seemed a little indifferent, without any joy or excitement.

Perhaps for some reason, she had no interest in the food in front of her, and didn't even have the desire to taste it.

Jiang Huaixu cut the steak for her, "It's not too late, delicious food is a happy thing."

Chi Feiwan tried to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite, but when the steak reached his mouth, he put it down again. "If I have no appetite, no matter how delicious the food is, it will be useless."

Jiang Huaixu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pulling out a cold smile, with undisguised sarcasm in his voice, "Is it the food that is not to your liking or the person that is not to your liking?"

He stared closely at the woman in front of him, trying to find a flaw in her calm face.

However, Chi Feiwan just pursed her lips and smiled. That smile was as beautiful as a blooming spring flower, but her eyes revealed an indescribable indifference and alienation. She replied indifferently: "None of them suit my taste."

At this time, a WeChat message popped up on Chi Feiwan's phone: [Where did you go today? Why aren't you back so late? ]

Jiang Huaixu accidentally glanced at the WeChat message, and the sender was Chi Yizi.

Suddenly, he propped up his chin with his hand, and looked directly into Chi Feiwan's sapphire-like eyes without hesitation. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile: "Could it be that... you didn't tell your third brother that we were going to watch the musical together today?"

Chi Feiwan's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. She lowered her head slightly and avoided Jiang Huaixu's gaze.

"I don't want to tell him everything. I can be responsible for my own safety." Her voice turned cold.

Jiang Huaixu chuckled softly and leaned forward, "Really? I'd really like to know why you hid this from your third brother."

Chi Feiwan raised his head and looked directly into Jiang Huaixu's eyes. "This has nothing to do with you, Jiang Huaixu."

"How is it unrelated?" Jiang Huaixu tapped the table lightly with his fingers. "If something happened to you, I would have a hard time explaining it. After all, my mother asked me to take good care of you before you came to Beijing."

"I don't need your care." Chi Feiwan's voice was cold and firm, as if carrying an insurmountable sense of estrangement.

At the same time, the phone in her hand suddenly began to vibrate frequently. The vibrations broke the quiet atmosphere and made people feel irritated. Chi Feiwan looked down and saw a message prompt on the screen. She gently clicked the unlock button and opened the message.

[Did you go out alone? Or with Song Jinan? ]

Looking at the three words "Song Jinan" appearing on the phone screen, Chi Feiwan's brows involuntarily frowned slightly. This name always seemed to touch some subtle emotions deep in her heart.

Chi Feiwan closed the screen and closed his eyes.

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips, "Aren't you going to reply to your third brother?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Jiang Huaixu raised his hands, with a teasing smile on his face. Then he said, "Okay, it has nothing to do with me."

Jiang Huaixu leaned back in his chair, staring at Chi Feiwan, a barely perceptible cunning gleam in his eyes.

"But what would your third brother think if he knew we were having dinner together?"

Chi Feiwan's heart tightened and she glared at Jiang Huaixu.

"My third brother doesn't know about your relationship with me. The Jiang family and the Chi family are aristocratic families. There's nothing wrong with having dinner together."

After that, she picked up her phone and quickly replied to a message.

Seeing this, Jiang Huaixu's smile deepened.

"It seems that you are very afraid of your third brother."

Chi Feiwan bit his lower lip hard.

Of course, she couldn't let her third brother know that she was having dinner with Jiang Huaixu, otherwise it would cause unnecessary trouble.

"I'm not afraid of him, I just..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jiang Huaixu.

"Okay, I understand. But don't worry, I won't tell him."

Jiang Huaixu smiled slightly and changed the subject again.

"Eat quickly, the food is cold."

Chi Feiwan hesitated for a moment, but finally picked up the chopsticks.