Chapter 15 Date

• Cloud Restaurant!
• In the most luxurious private room, Yang Feng enthusiastically played with the table flowers, humming a tune.
• Dressed in an expensive blue suit, with his hair styled, Yang Feng looked very fashionable.
• However, he couldn't hide his inherent rustic charm, resembling a non-mainstream person.
• But Yang Feng was oblivious to this.
• He thought he looked very handsome at the moment and was sure to captivate Wang Yanran.
• "Women are emotional creatures, they long for all things exquisite and beautiful in appearance."
• "Therefore, the environment for a date must be well arranged, with no room for any mistakes in the details."
• "A slightly dim warm-colored lighting, the most elegant soft music, and intoxicating incense are all weapons to make a woman lose herself in your gentle trap."
• "Finally, add a hidden soft bed!"
• "With all this, success is guaranteed..."
• Wang Changming's words echoed in his ears.
• Looking at the soft bed disguised as a sofa.
• Vague inappropriate images appeared in Yang Feng's mind, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe..."
• Unbeknownst to Yang Feng, a white figure quietly arrived at the door at this moment.
• The person was none other than Wang Yanran!
• Wang Yanran looked at the lecherous man who was laughing obscenely, as if drooling all over the table. She felt an indescribable disgust in her heart.
• If it weren't for the fact that the Wang family kept their promises.
• Today, she absolutely would not have come for the appointment.
• Just then, Yang Feng, who was lost in his thoughts, suddenly felt a chill and was startled awake!
• Immediately after, he noticed the stunning beauty standing at the door.
• Wang Yanran was wearing a pale white long dress, with black hair cascading down her waist, exuding a cool and elegant temperament, looking even more beautiful than usual!
• "Slurp..." Yang Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva in excitement, his eyes burning.
• "Wife, you finally came."
• Yang Feng greeted her like a lackey, while his five fingers performed a magic trick in the air.
• A fresh red rose appeared in Yang Feng's hand.
• "I hope it matches you, my princess."
• Yang Feng acted like a gentleman, bending down and handing the rose to Wang Yanran.
• Wang Yanran couldn't help but feel a vein pop on her forehead, thinking that this man was seriously ill!
• With a look of disdain, Wang Yanran reluctantly accepted the red rose, bound by her promise, she decided to deal with Yang Feng first.
• "Wife, come and taste this steamed redline carp."
• "This is the best fish, not only is the meat delicious and refreshing, but it also has the miraculous effect of nourishing and beautifying the skin."
• "I guarantee that once you take a bite, you won't be able to put down your chopsticks!"
• As soon as they sat down, Yang Feng couldn't wait to uncover a plate of fish and introduced it to Wang Yanran like a treasure.
• From Wang Changming, Yang Feng learned that Wang Yanran's favorite food is fish.
• So early in the morning, he ran around the large seafood markets nearby, just to carefully select the most suitable redline carp for steaming.
• While introducing, Yang Feng stared at Wang Yanran infatuatedly.
• Beautiful, so beautiful!
• Yang Feng finally understood why King You of Zhou would set fire to the enemy states just to make a smile from Bao Si.
• The country is just a burden, a beautiful woman is the source of a man's happiness!
• Seeing Yang Feng staring at her with narrowed eyes, Wang Yanran couldn't help but grit her teeth, wishing she could poke those thief eyes with her chopsticks.
• Wang Yanran took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.
• After all, Yang Feng brought a three billion yuan order to the Feng family.
• Just treat it as being harassed by a dog for a day!
• Wang Yanran smiled but didn't smile, and picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth.
• "Hmm?" As soon as the fish touched her tongue, Wang Yanran was instantly stunned.
• The fish melted, and the tender meat juice traveled in her mouth, very fragrant and smooth!
• This is an extremely rare delicacy!
• How is this possible? Wang Yanran showed an incredulous expression. This is the most delicious fish she has ever eaten!
• "How is it? Delicious, right!"
• "I'm not bragging, but I am the best at cooking fish. Even if a top royal chef came, they would have to admit defeat."
• Looking at Wang Yanran's shocked expression, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel proud.
• Finally, it wasn't in vain to learn this skill from Sister Caiyun!
• Wang Yanran didn't argue with Yang Feng's words. This fish dish was indeed more delicious than what the chefs in five-star hotels could make.
• But she didn't want Yang Feng to become too arrogant!
• "No matter how good the fish is, we can't eat it every day. What are you so proud of?"
• "Oh, I see. Then try something else." Yang Feng winked at Wang Yanran.
• "I can cook any delicacy or home-style stir-fry, except for chicken."
• "Is that so?" Wang Yanran sneered and picked up a piece of spicy stir-fried beef.
• She didn't like spicy food, so she decided to pretend to be choked later and scold Yang Feng.
• But the next moment, Wang Yanran was slapped in the face.
• The fragrant and spicy flavor exploded in her mouth, as if a volcano erupted but tightly restrained the choking sensation.
• This dish unexpectedly brought a sense of comfort to her, even though she doesn't like spicy food.
• "These two dishes don't suit my taste," Wang Yanran reluctantly put down her chopsticks.
• She couldn't deceive herself by saying that these two dishes weren't delicious, but she still didn't want to give in to Yang Feng.
• Yang Feng knew that Wang Yanran was just being stubborn.
• "Alright, since you don't want to eat, let's have some wine."
• "This bottle of 1992 vintage wine was contributed by my father-in-law. I heard that you often ask him for it, so it must suit your taste, right?"
• Yang Feng smirked and took out a bottle of dark red wine from under the table.
• This scene instantly broke through Wang Yanran's defenses.
• "You, you, you!" Wang Yanran gritted her teeth, her emotions were stirred up, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and sorrow.
• This bottle of wine was her wine-loving father's treasure that he had been collecting for twenty years. There were only three bottles left in the world, and it held great significance!
• Wang Yanran pleaded with Wang Changming multiple times, but he never granted her a single glance.
• Today, it was easily opened by this heartless Yang Feng!
• "Give me the glass quickly!" Wang Yanran's voice trembled as she shouted.
• Her heart now felt like it had been cut by a major artery, with blood gushing out.
• Having been influenced since childhood, Wang Yanran also attached great importance and fondness to the culture of red wine.
• Upon witnessing her treasure being ruined by Yang Feng, how could she remain calm?
• "Alright!" Yang Feng smiled maliciously and pushed a glass of wine towards Wang Yanran.
• This time, he didn't need to persuade her; Wang Yanran could get herself drunk.
• "You're heartless!" Wang Yanran trembled as she held the glass, about to take a sip.
• She didn't want to waste even a drop of this exquisite collection.
• "Wait!" Yang Feng stopped Wang Yanran.
• "Snap!" Yang Feng snapped his fingers, and the room darkened.
• A beautifully crafted candle rose from the center of the table, casting a warm, dim light on their faces.
• "My dear, let's make a toast."
• Yang Feng gently raised his glass and offered it to Wang Yanran.
• Seeing this, Wang Yanran couldn't help but be taken aback, her eyes filled with mixed emotions.
• Yang Feng had indeed put effort into preparing this table of delicacies.
• "Drip, drip, drip..." an elegant melody began playing at the perfect moment.
• Wang Changming had told Yang Feng that this was the song Wang Yanran loved to listen to as a child.
• But later on, for some reason, Wang Yanran stopped listening to it.
• Using this song would surely evoke Wang Yanran's memories and touch her heart!
• "Yang Feng, come here." Sure enough, Wang Yanran's voice became dry, and her eyes locked onto Yang Feng.
• Yang Feng was delighted. Wang Yanran's appearance clearly showed that she was moved by him!
• He quickly stood up from his seat and approached Wang Yanran.
• "My love!" Yang Feng used the most affectionate voice, while also preparing to take out a ring and make a romantic confession.
• Little did he know, the next moment he was dumbfounded.
• Wang Yanran gently poured red wine over Yang Feng's head.
• "Yang Feng, you are such a despicable person!"
• Wang Yanran's voice was filled with coldness.
• "Clang!" The wine glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
• Yang Feng was stunned. The cold wine soaked his collar and stained his white undershirt.
• Before Yang Feng could react, he was slapped in the face.
• "Smack!" The crisp sound of the slap sent a chill down Yang Feng's spine.
• Wang Yanran walked away with long strides, her eyes filled with intense coldness.
• Back then, when her mother had a car accident, this song was playing in the car.
• At that time, Wang Yanran was being held in her mother's arms, overwhelmed with grief and terror, unable to shed a tear.