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The night was deep, and the ordinary people who toiled during the day had long returned to their nests. Even the young ones who reveled through the night would never choose a place like Qingmei Village for their drinking and merriment. So, who could it be that visited at such an hour?
The charming young female manager gazed toward the door, which opened with a creak. Moments later, a woman walked in—lonely as snow.
Indeed, she was as pure as snow! Every inch of skin exposed to the air was whiter than snow, crystal clear and translucent. Aside from her blue eyes and soft light brown hair, along with the pet nestled in her arms, even her cool dress was spotless white.
Such a woman, even standing right before you, would make you unconsciously overlook her features, appearing dreamlike and indistinct, too ethereal to be real, making it hard to trust your own eyes.
The Female Manager was momentarily entranced, forgetting entirely her role as the owner of the establishment. It was only when the woman spoke that she snapped back to reality.
"Is there still food available?" The exotic woman spoke fluent Mandarin, her voice clear and pleasant, reminiscent of fresh green shoots sprouting joyfully in the fields of Canglang One Floating Life.
The Female Manager thought about how the chef had already left and that she was the only one left in Qingmei Village. Although she desperately wanted to keep this beauty who seemed to require immense fate to encounter, she couldn't find a suitable reason to do so.
Just as the Female Manager hesitated, preparing to express her apologies, a male voice suddenly rang out in the restaurant.
In an instant, the Female Manager realized her oversight. Her brows relaxed and a smile crept onto her lips; she had been so absorbed in admiring the beauty that she had forgotten about the source of her late-night visit.
Someone was indeed waiting!
The Male Voice said, "Though we welcome guests at this hour, it’s not customary to stay open all night. It’s likely difficult to find something to eat outside right now. However… Miss, you’re in luck; we have a two-person dinner about to be served. Would you care to join us?"
Cradling a fluffy blue cat whose head was tucked deep into her arm, the woman followed the source of the voice and seemed to just notice that there was indeed a table for three here.
Confusion? Uncertainty? Surprise?
The woman's gaze fell into Jufeng's eyes, seemingly conveying all her emotions in an instant, but just as quickly, it turned cold as ice.
As another ice queen, Flower Snow Moon exuded aloofness, while Zhu Yao radiated a serene chill. Yet the woman before them displayed a simple indifference.
What a beautiful face she had, but it was a pity that the Creator had taken away her vibrant rights. With not a hint of expression, she stared at you with a somewhat dazed innocence.
Silence enveloped Qingmei Village, with the Female Manager caught awkwardly between the two parties.
No one spoke up at first. For some reason, the Female Manager did not fulfill her usual role of easing the tension; instead, she stood in the middle, her legs growing weary from standing too long, while a cool breeze swept behind her.
The silent atmosphere seemed unsuitable for Blue Cat's slumber. The creature rubbed against the woman's chest, lazily meowing before shifting positions to bury its head in softness once more.
The woman lowered her head and gently stroked Blue Cat's deep blue short fur. Finally reacting, she gracefully moved towards Jufeng's table.
Behind her stood a burly foreign man, his stature rivaling that of Tong Bailong. What stood out even more were his exceptionally thick arms, broad hands, and dark fingers.
Since the woman entered Qingmei Village, Tong Bailong's gaze had been fixed on this Brawny Man behind her. It wasn't camaraderie born from shared size; rather, it was the heavy aura of hostility that surrounded him.
An unsettling hostility that sent shivers down Tong Bailong's spine.
Zhu Yao had long since unconsciously drawn the Lunar Blade, ready to react at a moment’s notice should anything go awry, poised to place the blade against the opponent's throat.
The woman walked over to Jufeng and sat down casually, as if no one else was around. Zhu Yao and Tong Bailong stood up to give way, moving behind Jufeng, while the imposing foreign man took his place behind the woman.
The Female Manager had yet to recover from the surprise of encountering such a beauty when she was suddenly engulfed by a sense of confusion. She couldn't understand why the young man's long-awaited lady had now transformed into such a tense situation.
Not knowing what to do left her genuinely flustered.
"Excuse me, Manager, we can start our reserved dinner now."
Jufeng's voice was like a spring breeze, dispelling the gloom in the manager's heart. The young woman nodded and gracefully made her way to serve the dishes herself.
Or perhaps it was an escape.
"Are you not going to order anything?" Jufeng asked.
"I was waiting for you to ask me," the woman replied coolly, her head lowered as she stroked the Blue Cat.
"Waiting for me to ask... does that mean you have no secrets?" A smile curved at the corners of Jufeng's mouth.
"You can try asking," the woman remained indifferent.
Jufeng uncrossed his legs, leaned forward, and locked eyes with her Blue Eyes, his smile growing wider.
"Sister Vera, I've always been curious... do you enjoy eating cat meat?"
"Bang!" Vera's hand, which was grooming Blue Cat, suddenly froze as a foreign giant stepped forward with a sudden burst of power, causing the ground to emit a muffled sound.
"Swish!" Zhu Yao swiftly drew her hands in front of her, the Lunar Blade slicing through the air in a rapid half-circle, creating a light sound out of thin air.
The air suddenly tensed.
Vera lifted her head and calmly gazed at Jufeng. Jufeng also had the opportunity to take a good look at this stunning beauty who stood out in Europe.
Her light brown hair was not thick, lazily scattered behind her head and around her ears; her eyes were bright, not only sharp but also shimmering with autumn waves, a deep blue hue; her nose was elegantly defined; her upper lip was as thin as a cicada's wing, while her lower lip was sensually plump, the two petals slightly parted—truly a masterpiece favored by the creator.
"You are truly beautiful! What a pity, though; I already have a wife," Jufeng said with a wistful expression.
The foreign man's aura was even more menacing, seemingly on the brink of collapse. In Russia, or even in Europe, no one dared to speak so lightly to a lady or treat her with such disrespect. The burly man was ready; with over twenty years of killing experience, he was confident he could snap this scoundrel's neck in no time.
Yet she still did not give the order.
Jufeng's teasing did not seem to affect Vera's state of mind in the slightest; at least on the surface, it appeared that way. Her face remained cold and expressionless.
After a moment, Blue Cat began to squirm in her arms again. Vera lowered her head and gently continued to stroke it until it finally settled down.
For some reason today, the little creature just couldn't sleep soundly. Vera wondered to herself.
After a moment, she lifted her head again and extended three slender fingers to tuck the long hair that had fallen beside her face behind her ear, revealing one side of her icy complexion. Then she slowly uttered something that left Jufeng both amused and bewildered.
"It seems that the rumors were true; he really is just a child."
A foreign girl, who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen, spoke in a tone that seemed far too mature for her age, seriously declaring that Jufeng was a child.
Now, it was Jufeng's turn to be at a loss for words.
Fortunately, the Female Manager happened to arrive with dishes that exuded a rich fragrance. To alleviate his embarrassment, Jufeng quickly changed the subject.
"Sister Vera, as a guest from afar, I, Feng Shao, must extend my hospitality. Come and taste this before it gets cold and loses its flavor."
Thus began an inexplicable dinner, with only two people present.
(To be continued)
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