Chapter 1445 - 1447

Gong Ruini followed Zhao Xuran into the restaurant. The moment she entered, Gong Ruini knew this meal wasn’t just a simple dinner like she had thought.

Not to mention how good the environment was, as there were quite a few candlelight dinners around with couples facing each other.

Gong Ruini was surprised; could it be that Zhao Xuran brought her here for a candlelight dinner? How could she not be surprised?

Having been in the United States for so long, Zhao Xuran had brought Gong Ruini not just to dine throughout New York, but at least they had tried some of the well-known restaurants near their home.

Though most outings involved a large group, there were occasional dates for just the two of them, never involving a candlelight dinner.

How come today Zhao Xuran brought her here to try this? Gong Ruini was filled with various suspicions along the way.

Zhao Xuran gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Gong Ruini, ensuring she was seated before sitting down opposite her.

"We can start now." Zhao Xuran had already set the menu beforehand, with some recommendations by Zhao Guangran, and others chosen according to Gong Ruini’s taste.

"Just a moment." The waiter turned to leave, not forgetting to light the candle.

"Why did you bring me here to eat this?" Seeing the waiter walk away, Gong Ruini signaled Zhao Xuran to come closer and asked curiously.

"Is it that you want to apologize?" But that doesn’t make sense; they had a disagreement in the afternoon, and this meal had been mentioned by Zhao Xuran the night before.

"Recommended by Zhao Guangran." Zhao Xuran looked at the dimly lit restaurant filled with scattered candlelights, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Zhao Xuran really didn’t understand why Zhao Guangran claimed that candlelight dinners were popular among couples here, saying they were romantic.

Anyway, he thought it would be better to have brighter lights, but seeing his wife’s face full of surprise, he brushed aside any discomfort.

As long as his wife liked it, that was all that mattered; the rest weren’t significant.

"Guangran even suggested having a violinist play while we eat." Zhao Xuran couldn’t help but mention the proposal he earlier declined.

He fixed his gaze on Gong Ruini’s face, just hoping for a hint of delight from her expression; then he could consider a candlelight dinner next time.

God, a violinist nearby would make Gong Ruini faint; such treatment was beyond her imagination, feeling like something out of a TV drama.

Just imagining the scene, Gong Ruini found it incredibly romantic, stealing the spotlight.

"Let’s not, I think we’ll pass this time." Gong Ruini shook her head, not really warmed by the suggestion.

Pass? From her previous expression, she seemed quite pleased with the idea of a violinist. But why the opposition?

Did he oppose it? "We can try it next time. I think feeling it step by step creates freshness."

Next time? Gong Ruini did envy candlelight dinners between lovers; an opportunity she didn’t have in her last life. Now, fulfilling it in this life was moving, finally accomplishing a past wish.

But to say she liked it a lot, Gong Ruini confessed she wasn’t fond of eating in dim environments, feeling one couldn’t clearly see the other’s expressions.

"I think experiencing it once is nice, don’t you agree?"

"But my error this time is not wearing a formal dress." Gong Ruini teased.

"Yet at least we’ve experienced the legendary candlelight dinner, something I can tell Chu Ling about later."

"But given a choice, I’d prefer eating in a brightly lit place." Gong Ruini reiterated.

"And really, there’s no need for a violin during meals—too much attention." Gong Ruini expressed her preference for low-key activities.

At that moment, a violinist nearby began to play, making Gong Ruini burst into laughter, "Look, we haven’t paid and someone is playing nearby, we’re experiencing it anyway."

Zhao Xuran watched Gong Ruini smile cheerfully toward the source of the violin sound, saying nothing.

Previously, he thought he understood Ni Zi well, but now he admits that in understanding women, he truly lags behind Zhao Guangran.

Even when Zhao Guangran was studying domestically, surprising Cao Na with countless delights at such a young age, Ni Zi was envious of Cao Na back then.

Now, after some study in the United States, he’s well-versed in sweet-talking and romantic gestures.

Gong Ruini scanned the room, suddenly spotting a familiar face, "Nine o’clock direction, check if someone is the person you chatted with this afternoon."

The world really wasn’t that big. Originally thinking the chances were slim, she didn’t expect to encounter him, truly a stroke of fate.

Zhao Xuran truly had no desire for another encounter with the so-called confidant he chatted with this afternoon. If given a choice, he’d wish he hadn’t met that guy at all.

"Is it him? I’m not sure." Zhao Xuran wouldn’t admit he knew.

Is it him? Truly irrelevant. If he thought the person could become a friend, he’d mention a name. They chatted for so long yet didn’t exchange names.

What does that say? It says they merely see each other as someone to vent to.

"Really indifferent." Gong Ruini remarked, "You were chatting quite enthusiastically this afternoon."

Men are indeed capricious; just in a short while, he’s suddenly treating him as a stranger. Gong Ruini disdained Zhao Xuran’s behavior.

Chatting enthusiastically? Zhao Xuran cried innocence, "It was him chatting enthusiastically with me."

"I really don’t want to chat with him." The conversation lacked constructive content, all time-passing topics.

No, it would only worsen his wife’s view of him.

"Alright, let’s prepare to eat." Zhao Xuran noticed the server who had greeted them was approaching with others, carrying trays, indicating the start of service.

A feast was about to begin, no need for unpleasant talk.

"Moreover, if we keep staring at them, it’ll be weird." Even if that guy was now cracking jokes, making his companion laugh, he hadn’t noticed them here.

But constantly gazing at him is bound to be noticed.

Zhao Xuran didn’t know how that guy felt about him, but ideally, "I’d rather not meet him again."

"That guy should get along with Zhao Guangran, absolutely not with me." Zhao Xuran expressed zero interest in interacting further with him.

Fine, seeing Zhao Xuran’s strong aversion to more interaction, Gong Ruini felt reassured.

Not worrying about Zhao Xuran, but about that foreigner who was excessively outgoing, capable of engaging Zhao Xuran in so much content.