Shen Zhining drove to a place they were both very familiar with.

Cirrus Cloud Restaurant.

Sheng Jiaoyang and Shen Zhining went straight to the top floor using the private elevator.

They arrived at a familiar-looking private room.

Last time, they’d met in this exact room and had agreed to become fake boyfriend-girlfriend.

Night had fallen, and they could see the night view of the whole city through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The ceiling was embedded with tiny star lights. On the long table, candles were lit and there was food, providing the perfect ambience for a candlelit dinner. Ballad music echoed gently in the background, creating a very romantic atmosphere in the room.

Shen Zhining pulled out the chair on the right for Sheng Jiaoyang.

Seeing his sudden gentlemanly behaviour, Sheng Jiaoyang was somewhat at a loss. She glanced at him a few times before sitting down.

The candlelight swayed in the air. Under the faint light, the two looked at each other intently across the table.

Sheng Jiaoyang never thought that there’d be a day where she’d be having a candlelight dinner with Shen Zhining. She stared at him...