She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Aunt Rong paused, glancing at Fang Li before turning back to Meng Yuan and saying, "Miss Meng, you may not know this, but there are only the master and mistress here. They don't have many formalities between them. The master said that if the mistress is hungry, she can eat first and there's no need to wait for him."

Meng Yuan's expression changed slightly. She glanced at Fang Li but didn't say anything more, sitting silently with her eyes lowered.

Aunt Rong ignored her and placed the ribs on Fang Li's plate.

Fang Li smiled at her, not taking Meng Yuan's words to heart, and picked up a spoon to scoop it up and taste it.

Just then, a slight noise came from the entrance hall, followed by Han Xi's deep voice from the living room: "Where is Madam?"

"Madam is in the dining room," a maid replied.

Immediately, there was silence from the living room.

Meng Yuan gently lifted her lowered eyes and looked at Fang Li opposite her.

After finishing a piece of pork rib, Fang Li, with bright eyes, gave Aunt Rong a thumbs-up and said, "Delicious!"

Neither of them noticed her. Aunt Rong smiled even more happily after receiving the praise, and used the serving chopsticks to put a piece of food on Fang Li's plate: "Eat more if you like it!"

Fang Li nodded and focused on eating with her spoon.

The next moment, as steady footsteps entered the restaurant, the man's smiling voice rang out softly: "What are you eating? You seem so happy?"

The first person to look up was Meng Yuan, who was facing the restaurant entrance. The man was wearing well-tailored black trousers and a charcoal gray shirt with one button slightly undone. He rolled up his sleeves as he walked in.

Fang Li, with a piece of pork rib in her mouth, glanced back without getting up and said, "You're back."

"Mr. Han." Meng Yuan clenched her hands nervously, her gaze towards Han Xi filled with tension and slight unease.

Han Xi glanced at her, gave a slight nod in response, then walked straight to Fang Li's side, put one hand on the back of her chair and the other on the edge of the table as he looked at her: "Did Aunt Rong make this? It looks good."

Fang Li nodded with her cheeks puffed out, "It's delicious, you should sit down and try it."

Han Xi pulled out a chair and sat down next to her. Coincidentally, Meng Yuan was right next to him on his right.

As the tall figure sat down, the man's unique, sharp aura, carrying a faint scent of pine, wafted towards Meng Yuan like a bewitching drug, seeping into her nostrils and coursing through her body, making her blood boil.

Meng Yuan's pupils flickered, and her upper hand, which was resting on her knee, suddenly tightened its grip.

She stared blankly at the man beside her, his straight nose and firm jawline, every feature of him was so perfect that it made her fall deeply in love.

Meng Yuan held her breath, feeling as if her heart was a wild horse about to leap out of her throat at any moment.

"Miss Meng?"

"..."

"Miss Meng!" Aunt Rong had already put down her chopsticks and brought the last soup to the table from the kitchen. Meng Yuan was seen glancing frequently at Han Xi beside her.

She smiled and called out twice, slightly emphasizing her words.

"what?"

Her unusual behavior drew Fang Li's attention.

Meng Yuan's cheeks flushed, and she hastily looked away, her long eyelashes trembling as she lowered her head. With an unnatural expression, she raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair near Han Xi's ear.

Fang Li observed all her reactions, her gentle eyes blinking slightly before regaining their cool demeanor.

She paused, then pursed her red lips and looked at Han Xi beside her.

Han Xi remained expressionless, stretching out his long arm to serve her soup, seemingly oblivious to Aunt Rong's words or any unusual behavior.

Fang Li raised an eyebrow, looked away, and continued eating.

Because she had injured her right hand and it was inconvenient for her to eat, Han Xi kept putting food on her plate during the meal. Many times, she didn't even have to say anything; Han Xi knew what she wanted to eat with just a glance and quickly put it on her plate.

Meng Yuan silently ate while watching the two of them. Seeing that Han Xi was serving Fang Li, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she glanced at Fang Li from time to time.

Fang Li was oblivious to his presence, enjoying her meal comfortably and contentedly, occasionally tilting her head to discuss with Han Xi which dishes were delicious and which she didn't like.

Meng Yuan ate more and more slowly, and her face unconsciously darkened.

In her understanding, most wealthy couples are either respectful to each other or distant from one another. They appear to have a harmonious relationship in public, but when they return home, they are like two slightly familiar strangers, doing things only to a certain extent.

But the two people in front of her were clearly different from the couples she had met before.

Is it a genuine affection or just for show...?

Soon, Fang Li finished eating and put down her spoon.

Seeing that she had finished eating, Han Xi began to eat.

Fang Li glanced at Han Xi and Meng Yuan across from her, her dark eyes flickered, and she suddenly pushed back her chair and stood up. "Han Xi, I'm full and I'll go upstairs first. Miss Meng, please continue eating."

She nodded to Meng Yuan, and without giving Han Xi a chance to speak, turned around and left the restaurant.

Han Xi watched her leave with a detached expression, then turned his gaze away, finished the last bit of rice in his bowl, and put down his chopsticks.

She picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and stood up. "Please enjoy your meal, Miss Meng."

He's a perfectly visible person, and he's been taking care of Fang Li recently, so Han Xi can't pretend not to see him, otherwise he really won't want to deal with him.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yuan seemed completely oblivious to the politeness and perfunctoriness in his tone, and replied in a familiar manner, "Mr. Han, is that all you're eating?"

Han Xi had just pulled out a chair when he heard this and looked up at her.

Meng Yuan immediately put on what she considered a generous and gentle smile.

As a result, Han Xi looked away in less than a second, turned around coldly without saying a word, and strode out of the restaurant.

Meng Yuan's smile gradually froze, and her face flushed red from behind her ears, extremely embarrassed.

upstairs.

As soon as Fang Li entered the study and turned on her computer, the doorknob was gently turned.

She glanced at it, already knowing what was going on, and ignored it.

The next moment, the door was pushed open, and sure enough, it was the man who was eating when she left.

Fang Li didn't even look up, typing a message with one hand, saying, "Why did you come up? Did you finish eating so quickly?"

I haven't heard a reply for a long time.

Fang Li's brow twitched, and she looked away from the computer screen.

The man stood with his hands in his pockets, about two steps away from the desk, staring at her intently.

"...Why are you looking at me like that?"

Han Xi walked over, circled the desk, and stopped beside her. He took out one hand, propped it on the table, leaned down slightly, stared at her, and said, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Fang Li's red lips moved slightly as she looked at Han Xi speechlessly.

Han Xi frowned slightly, raised his hand to lift her chin, and lowered his head to kiss her.

"Han Xi".

Fang Li was so startled that she immediately turned her face away and tilted her head to avoid the danger.

Her fair earlobes turned red.

Han Xi frowned, staring at Fang Li who was trying to avoid him with some displeasure, his thin lips tightly pressed together.

Fang Li swallowed hard, raised her left hand, and slowly pushed away his chest that was pressed against her.

Once they had some distance between them, she turned to look at him with her watery eyes and said, pursing her lips, "I think we need to have a serious talk."