Lu Rou replied casually, "Where do you want to eat?"

That's paid content, so you can't talk about it.

Jun Yan saw through her words but didn't expose her. Instead, he went along with her question, "Have you thought it through?"

Lu Rou answered honestly, "No, there isn't anything. Is there anything you'd like to eat, Mr. Jun?"

She didn't really know what good restaurants there were in Kyoto, and when she wasn't going out, she would just order takeout.

Although it wasn't as good as the food he took her to, it was still delicious in its own way.

She didn't care where they ate, but given his status, he definitely couldn't go to those small street-side shops.

During their eye contact, Jun Yan's gaze subtly darkened; he wanted to kiss her.

"Then I'll arrange it?"

Lu Rou was delighted: "Great!"

After Lu Rou fastened her seatbelt, Jun Yan drove steadily forward.

It was a little quiet. Lu Rou reached out and tugged at his sleeve, giving him a slight smile as he focused on driving.

Jun Yan turned his head and met her gentle, affectionate autumn eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I'd like to connect my phone to your car's Bluetooth and play some of my favorite songs, is that okay?"

As Lu Rou spoke, she waved her phone, which had its screen lit up.

"of course can."

As she spoke, her slender fingers expertly tapped a few times on the central control screen to activate Bluetooth pairing mode, and she didn't forget to give some instructions.

"Be careful when you operate, don't choose the wrong option."

Lu Rou nodded, quickly found the Bluetooth option in her phone settings, and tapped to connect.

A moment later, a familiar melody came from the car stereo; it was the song she had been listening to on repeat lately.

Jun Yan: "What song is this?"

Lu Rou: "It's a song by a senior student, titled 'Cosmic Love Song'."

Jun Yan frowned almost imperceptibly upon hearing this: "Are you two very familiar with each other?"

Lu Rou smiled gently, knowing he had misunderstood, and explained, "He's not a senior in the traditional sense. He's a member of a quiz show called 'Detective Academy,' that's what everyone calls him. Fans call him 'credits,' isn't that interesting?"

Jun Yan's slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and he nodded slightly: "Mm."

Just then, Lu Rou, who was standing to the side, seemed to suddenly remember something, and a sly glint flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Jun, do you know Morse code?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Yan calmly replied, "I know a little."

Upon hearing this answer, Lu Rou's face immediately lit up with a joyful smile.

"That's great! I heard that there's a message in Morse code hidden at the end of this song. It'll be up to you to decipher it later."

Jun Yan glanced at Lu Rou's expectant eyes, nodded, and agreed. "Okay."

A moment later, as they were nearing the end of the lyrics, Lu Rou spoke up: "It's about to start, Boss Jun, good luck!"

After the song finished playing, Lu Rou asked, "How was it? Did you hear it?"

Jun Yan was slightly taken aback after hearing this: "I can tell."

"What is it?"

"I love you".

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Lu Rou noticed a touch of pink on the tip of his ear and slightly raised her red lips: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." I'm sure about you too.

As the car slowly came to a stop in front of a European-style Western restaurant, the manager quickly stepped forward and opened the car door.

Jun Yan walked around to the other side, gentlemanly extending his hand to Lu Rou, his fingertips slightly curled, his deep eyes filled with expectation as he looked at her.

"Miss Lu."

Seeing through his thoughts, Lu Rou simply placed her fingertips lightly on his wrist, avoiding his palm.

Jun Yan's face showed a moment of stunned silence, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and his gaze followed Lu Rou, a hint of sadness mixed in.

Lu Rou withdrew her hand and looked up at Jun Yan: "Thank you, Boss Jun."

"It should."

Junyan slowly withdrew his hand, which had missed its mark, and rubbed his fingertips against the wrist that I had just touched, as if trying to retain the lingering warmth.

"This way, please, both of you." The manager said with a smile, and stepped forward to lead the way.

Upon entering the restaurant, crystal chandeliers cast dappled light, illuminating the vintage oil paintings on the walls.

The air was filled with the aroma of charred steak and rich wine, while the melodious strains of a violin lingered in the air.

The manager led them to a table by the window, where exquisite silver cutlery and vibrant red roses sat.

Jun Yan pulled out a chair and waited for her to sit down before sitting down opposite her. Their eyes met, then naturally looked away.

When ordering, Junyan handed the menu to Lu Rou: "Take a look and see what you like to eat."

Lu Rou lowered her eyes and flipped through the menu, her fingertips tracing the pages. She ordered a filet mignon and cream of mushroom soup.

Junyan ordered a few items, and the manager went down to prepare them.

Before long, the bread served before the meal was served. It was warm and crispy. Lu Rou gently broke off a piece, put it in her mouth, and looked like a lazy kitten enjoying it.

So cute.

Jun Yan was so engrossed in watching that the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Lu Rou parted her lips slightly: "What are you looking at, Boss Jun? Is it not to your liking?"

Jun, regaining his senses, also picked up the bread: "No."

As soon as the steak was served, the steam carrying the enticing aroma of the meat filled the air.

On the porcelain plate, the steak sizzles, the side dishes are arranged exquisitely, and the golden-brown seams are like works of art.

Junyan picked up the knife and fork, leaned forward slightly, her gaze focused and gentle, and with a light touch of her wrist, cut the steak into even small pieces.

He made each cut cleanly and meticulously, not caring at all as the meat juices dripped down the blade. After finishing, he handed the meat to Lu Rou.

"Be careful of the burn."

Lu Rou thanked him softly, took a bite, and felt the tender and juicy meat burst on her tongue. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Lu Rou rested one hand lightly on the edge of the table, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

"Mr. Jun has a good eye for choosing locations."

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of pleasure flashed in Jun Yan's deep eyes, and his thin lips curved slightly.

"I'm glad Miss Lu likes it."

Lu Rou took a sip of the mushroom soup, moistened her lips, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of inquiry as she casually teased him.

"I noticed that Manager Gang seemed particularly enthusiastic towards Boss Jun. Does Boss Jun come here often?"

The implication is, this can't be your business, can it?

Jun Yan calmly picked up a napkin, elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth, and when he looked up, his gaze was open and his dark eyes were like a deep pool, without any ripples.

His long, slender fingers tapped the table lightly as he spoke casually, "I have some shares, and I'll get them sometime."

After speaking, he leaned back slightly, his arm casually resting on the back of the chair, calm and composed, as if he had everything under control.

What's this? The manager looked so nervous, he was practically saying, "Boss, you're here! We've been working very hard, and we haven't made any mistakes."

"Mr. Jun must be very busy usually, why did you come all the way to deliver this silk scarf to me?"

Lu Rou raised an eyebrow, her eyes conveying unspoken words, as if determined to get to the bottom of things.

Instead of answering, Jun Yan asked, "What do you think, Miss Lu?"

His thoughts were written all over his face.

Lu Rou pretended not to know anything: "How could someone as important as Boss Jun possibly understand the thoughts of someone as insignificant as me?"

"I think Miss Lu will."

"What can you do?"

Junyan did not answer, but placed the tiramisu in front of her.

Sweet but not cloying, just like the state of mind of the two of them at this moment.

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