Chapter 274: Chapter 274 - 271: Jing Jihan Glanced at the Table...

Never did she expect the first snow in Jiang City to fall so suddenly.

Shi Su looked incredulously at the snow falling outside the window, staring for a long time before suddenly turning her gaze to the man in front of her.

Jing Jihan glanced at the untouched plate of pasta on the table, nonchalantly straightened the hat on Shi Su’s head: "Haven’t eaten tonight?"

Shi Su looked at him, then at the pasta behind her, turned back and said: "Uh... I originally cooked steak at home, but ended up not having it and just ran out, and then didn’t eat anything here either."

Jing Jihan, like taking care of a child who couldn’t manage on their own, helped button the collar of her coat and said gently: "I came back in a hurry and haven’t eaten either. What do you want to eat, shall we eat together?"

Shi Su quickly glanced outside the window with her eyes: "Hot pot goes best with snowy days, let’s have hot pot?"

"Okay." Jing Jihan wrapped her from head to toe ensuring she was warm and safe, took her by the wrist, and led her away.

Yi City sat in his original place, staring at their backs for a long time until they disappeared at the door.

His gaze turned indifferent, and he gradually showed no expression.

He picked up a fork, dug into the chocolate cake Shi Su hadn’t touched, and put a piece into his mouth.

"Yi City brother, next time don’t buy this kind of cake for me, it’s too expensive..."

"Tomato beef soup is just called tomato beef soup, why does it become Borscht when you enter a Western restaurant? The taste isn’t much different! Is it expensive because the name is shorter?"

"Yi City brother, although there is no sea in front of Yisu, we can hang a painting of the sea inside, that way it will truly be a speck in the vast ocean..."

Five years ago, the soft and delicate voice seemed to echo in his ears.

Shi Su never got to see the sea painting, she met with a small inn devoured by a sea of flames.

The fire burned the entire night.

That day, after hearing the shocking news, he rushed to the inn that was consumed by fire, saw the flames still not extinguished, and the charred and messy ground. He desperately pushed through the piles of blackened debris, indistinguishable whether they were the bed or cabinet from any room, everyone tried to stop him, he kept searching, but never found Shi Su.

He searched there for a day and night, knelt for a day and night, until he was forcibly taken away by people sent by the Yi Family.

He went too late, he couldn’t save her.

In five years of endless nightmares, Shi Su was always standing helplessly in the fire calling for help, but no matter what he did, he couldn’t step in, as if they were in two worlds that couldn’t be fused, he couldn’t enter, couldn’t find her.

Just like now.

Shi Su appeared again in front of him, within reach.

Just like the dreams of these five years.

She was within reach, yet seemed miles apart.

Saying they will have hot pot, they decided on having hot pot. The best hot pots are usually from well-known old restaurants, with outdated facilities and lots of people, noisy yet filled with the earthly life.

No matter if Jing Jihan had been to such places before, Shi Su still chose the famous Shengyuan Residence in Jiang City.

Maybe because it was snowing, the restaurant had many people, but luckily there was still a small private room left.

After entering the room, Shi Su took off her hat while calling the waiter over to order: two plates of fresh beef slices, some vegetables and mushrooms, a plate of shrimp, then confidently pushed the menu towards Jing Jihan.

"There, order anything you want to eat, today’s my treat!"

Jing Jihan saw her in high spirits, not like someone who had been trolled online all day.

"Anything is fine, you order, everything’s up to you." The man had an indulgent and calm smile on his handsome face.

The waiter came in to serve the old-fashioned looking hot pot, and as the door to the small room opened, noise from outside, sounds of drinking, chatting, laughing, a child’s crying could be heard, all sorts.

In the steaming hot pot, Shi Su turned her head, looking at the man across through the steam.

Even sitting in this noisy and down-to-earth place, he didn’t put on any airs, nor did he show disdain. Clearly having just returned from the capital, yet shedding any signs of weariness, just sitting quietly in the small room she chose, while snow poured down outside and the weather was extraordinarily cold, his eyes were gentle and elegant. He clearly knew she had suffered grievances but chose to give her a sense of security as she wanted to handle things on her own. He didn’t say anything flirtatious, only watched her like this, and it was already enough to be alluring.

The waiter, not sure what they were thinking, despite the menu having been ordered more, which clearly stated two bottles of mineral water, suddenly came in asking what drinks they wanted, starting to promote various expensive wines and beers.

Shi Su, having just removed her coat and sat down, looked up at the young waiter and suddenly smiled as she asked: "Do you have Lafite?"

The waiter’s professional smile slightly stiffened, looked at the lady still wearing a mask in the room, decisively answered: "No."

At the same time, quietly glimpsed at the gentleman sitting across the table. Although he was very low-key, judging by his attire and manner, it was easy to guess he wasn’t an ordinary person, so he coughed and said: "If really needed, there’s a winery nearby, we can send someone to buy it."

"Sure." Shi Su propped her chin with one hand, feeling that because she was wearing a mask, the waiter might recognize her as a celebrity, so she raised her brows in style: "Then get me a bottle of ’82..."

The waiter, looking at her, cleverly said: "The nearby winery is one of Jiang City’s largest, but seems they don’t have ’82 Lafite either."

Saying that, the waiter couldn’t help but mutter: "Where are there so many ’82 Lafite, even if there were, they’d have been collectors’ items long ago, so female stars like reading those novels about domineering CEOs falling in love with me, but this wine is precious, can’t be found everywhere..."

Hearing the grumble, Shi Su glanced at the waiter: "Oh, then what years do you have?"

"The highest is ’95." The waiter quickly adjusted his expression and answered.

"Oh, alright, then ’95..."

Before finishing, as the waiter noted down the purchase needed, he said: "Additionally, just to mention, our restaurant charges a delivery fee for errands, which is one percent of the purchased item’s cost."

Shi Su still had her chin propped, with a face expressing her willingness to continue the charade: "Not bad, not expensive, roughly how much?"

"For ’95, according to current market prices, about 110,000 yuan a bottle."

"..." Shi Su raised her eyebrows, suddenly letting go of the hand supporting her chin: "Doesn’t that mean a delivery fee alone is 1,100 yuan? How far is it to the winery? 1,100? Is your family all loaded?"

The waiter smiled: "One percent, it’s a normal rate."

Shi Su pretending to be disgruntled: "Delivery fee is too expensive, I don’t want it, just give me two bottles of 3-yuan mineral water."

The waiter who thought he was going to make a fortune tonight: "......"