Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Yan Hui sat in the reception room by herself. She sat for a long, long time, and was also in a daze for a long, long time.

Really don't care?
Thinking of Ling Yue's tone and demeanor at that time, Yan Hui couldn't help but feel a little confused.

If she didn't know that Ling Yue is not a person who doesn't count his words, she would really suspect that Ling Yue was deliberately playing tricks on her.

Everything, has a feeling of unreality.

The current Yan Hui has very complicated feelings towards Ling Yue. She thought she knew Ling Yue already, but Ling Yue can always refresh her understanding of him.

This man is a mystery.

Although Uncle Ming has never shown up, he knows what happened here.Regarding the matter between Ling Yue and Yan Hui, he also didn't know what to do, so he could only let them go.

Feelings are the most uncontrollable thing, so we can only watch step by step.

When the setting sun still had a ray of light, Yan Hui had already arrived at Ling's house.

She has a trick: In order to verify whether what Ling Yue said was true, Yan Hui deliberately rode a motorcycle back to Ling's house.

Moreover, the roar of the accelerator was deliberately opened very loudly, and they drove straight all the way until they reached the gate.

Her deeds attracted the attention of countless people in Ling's house. They never expected to see the young lady like this.

The butler was also very surprised. As someone close to Ling Yue, he certainly knew Ling Yue's attitude towards Yan Hui riding a motorcycle.

Disagree, oppose.And the two had quarreled several times because of this kind of thing.

I didn't expect Yan Hui to be so swaggering today, and blatantly rode the motorcycle home...

"Young Madam?" The housekeeper looked at the motorcycle, then at Yan Hui, and he didn't know what expression to express on his old face.

"Housekeeper, there is still room in the garage!" Yan Hui took off his helmet and shook his hair, looking very dashing.

How could there be no space in Ling's garage? The housekeeper nodded: "Young Madam, there is enough space in the garage."

"Okay, I'm going to park my baby in there."

In order for Ling Yue to see, Yan Hui deliberately parked the car in a very conspicuous place, to ensure that after he came in, he would not be able to see it.

It didn't take long before Ling Yue also arrived at Ling's house. When he parked the car, he saw Yan Hui's motorcycle parked there, but after seeing it, he didn't say anything.

The housekeeper had been watching Ling Yue's expression since he came in, but he found that Ling Yue was no different from usual, and this discovery made him even more at a loss.

It was obvious that something had happened between these two people, but let no one say anything, which made his worried old heart really not know what to do.

"Master (Young Madam), dinner is ready."

In the past, Yan Hui and Ling Yue were most often seen at the breakfast table. It can be said that the two of them rarely sat together at other meals, let alone at home.

The butler was very cautious. He specially asked the people in the kitchen to arrange a romantic candlelight dinner tonight, hoping to take this opportunity to make the two people feel more different.

Therefore, after the two went downstairs, what they saw was such a scene——

Dim flickering candlelight, fragrant flowers, and well-prepared red wine steak...

Yan Hui was a little embarrassed by the success of such an arrangement with countless ambiguous explanations. She rubbed her nose and smiled dryly: "There's no power outage, what kind of candles are there..."

After all, Yan Hui reached out to turn on the light.The light switch was turned on and off a few times, but the lights in the restaurant never came on.

Thinking about it, there was still electricity when I came out, but there was no electricity in the restaurant. No matter how stupid the two of them were, they would still know what was going on.

"Housekeeper, butler." Yan Hui couldn't help but be a bit dumbfounded. It's true that people get older as they get older. For a candlelight dinner, the butler even came up with a trick to cut off the power.

Ling Yue didn't speak all the time, but silently walked to the side of the dining table and pulled out the chair, then said to Yan Hui with that deep voice like a cello playing: "Please sit down."

As if being bewitched, Yan Hui couldn't help walking over, and then sat down in the most ladylike posture.

Ling Yue walked to his seat, raised the red wine glass, shook it lightly a few times, then raised the glass to signal Yan Hui, and took a shallow sip.

That posture is smooth and flowing, pleasing to the eye, and the charm of his gestures is almost beyond the table.

Yan Hui has always known that Ling Yue's skin is very good, but today Ling Yue's skin is killing her, she can hardly take her eyes off Ling Yue.

"Why are you in a daze, let's eat." Ling Yue said.

Yan Hui, who was afraid that her nympho behavior would be found out, quickly narrowed her gaze, then lowered her head to cut the steak, and praised in a cover-up manner: "The steak is good, your chef's skills are really beyond words."

"He is the champion of this year's World Western Cuisine Competition, so of course the food he cooks is not bad." Ling Yue said indifferently.

What?World Western Food Competition?

Yan Hui has heard a little about this competition. This international competition held in the romantic Paris is the highest-level competition in the western food industry. Every year, it attracts countless outstanding cooks to participate, so the gold content is extremely high. The champion of this competition is internationally recognized of.

Those who can win the championship are generally worth an outrageously high price, but such a person is preparing dinner for the two of them in the kitchen of Ling Yue's house...

This new discovery once again refreshed Yan Hui's understanding of the rich and powerful.

Compared to other people who say that they can go wherever they want and eat whatever they want, Ling Yue really doesn't know how high he is.

People don't need to go out, they can enjoy it in their own home.

Thinking of this, the steak in his mouth was blessed with a halo, and it seemed to become even more delicious. Yan Hui concentrated on tasting the delicious food, even forgetting about the man opposite him.

Ling Yue had already gotten used to all of this, so he just tasted it and gave most of his attention to the woman across from him.

It is said that beauties are seen under the light, and it is even more special to see beauties under this graceful candlelight.

For the sake of convenience, Yan Hui casually pulled up her long hair at home, and one or two strands of loose hair hung down the side of her face, making her look extraordinarily gentle and pleasant.

This kind of her, although not as glamorous as that day's gorgeous dress and make-up, has a different kind of homely gentleness.

Ling Yue has no shortage of glamorous and exquisite things, what he lacks is the ordinary and charming, which he wants to have but no one can give.

Today, at this moment, Yan Hui gave him the feeling he always wanted.

Ling Yue only felt that her heart seemed to soften into a pool of spring water, and then someone stretched out her slender hand, playing with the water in it.