Capítulo 16: I Prefer You Calling Me 'Baby'
Ran Xueyi hummed a happy tone as her car drove through the streets.
At the same time, Song Yu Han had just arrived in his office, wearing a black formal suit.
His assistant, Special Assistang Guo rushed forward towards him; his eyes were dark like a panda for staying up for several nights.
"Sir, this is your schedule for today." Special Assistant Guo handed out the tablet to his boss.
Song Yu Han quickly scanned the tablet, and frowned when he saw that around eleven in the morning to one in the afternoon; he was to meet with Director Yan of the Immortals Studio.
"Cancel my appointment with Director Yan and move it tomorrow."
"Alright, Boss!" Song Yu Han's assistant nodded.
Song Yu Han's assistant was about to turn around when he heard his boss speaking again.
"Also… Reserve the whole restaurant at the Daiyu Hotel."
"Uh… Which one, Boss?" There were around five to ten restaurants in the hotel. Guo Yun didn't know which one his boss was talking about. Just reserve all of them?
"The one that specialized in cooking seafood dishes. Tell them to use the highest and most expensive ingredients. I don't care how much it will be. Just remind them that if they hold back and I see something lacking, they don't need to open their restaurant ever again."
"Yes, Boss!"
Time passed and their meeting time arrived.
As planned, Ran Xueyi finally stopped her car in front of Daiyu Hotel after driving around the city for hours to clear her mind. As she stepped out of her car, she gave her virtual boyfriend a call, but it didn't connect as the other side seemed to be busy.
Nevertheless, Ran Xueyi did not show her disappointment on her face as she entered the hotel lobby. The receptionist smiled brightly at Ran Xueyi who passed by the counter before walking into the elevator, and pressed the elevator button to the 15th floor.
Once the elevator stopped at her floor, Ran Xueyi went straight to the restaurant. She stopped before it and entered the door to the restaurant, Restaurant La Palace.
Restaurant La Palace was a very popular and fancy french restaurant that specializes in seafood dishes. It opened two years ago and has been quite the talk of the town because of the owner, Bridgette Remise, a popular master chef, who appeared on several reality TV survival-show named Great Master Chef, and already collected three five-star Michele rated restaurants in France, Los Angeles, and China.
It was also extremely hard to make a reservation and if one was fortunately able to get a reservation, they had to reserve it a month before their actual reservation date.
Now, Ran Xueyi was worried if her virtual boyfriend could afford this place.
'Maybe, I went to the wrong place...' Ran Xueyi stayed standing in front of the restaurant and didn't enter.
As if her virtual boyfriend read her mind, he sent her another message.
[YH: You'll get cramps if you continue standing outside.]
Stunned by the words in the message, Ran Xueyi came to her senses and no longer hesitated to enter the restaurant.
As soon as she entered, the cool air from the air conditioning caressed her skin. She shivered slightly, and froze when she saw that the restaurant was empty. What was going on? Where's everybody?
Other than that one table occupied by a man in the best spot in the restaurant, there was nobody else inside it. Although the resturant's staff and waiters were standing in the corner, trying very hard to remain inconspicuous. But it was still uncomfortable to see that no one was inside it other than herself and that man who had his back turned towards her.
"Welcome, are you Miss Ran Xueyi?" The manager of Restaurant La Palace greeted her at the entrance.
Upon hearing her name, Ran Xueyi slowly doubted things. But still, she nodded her head.
"Yes, I am."
"That's great." The manager's smile turned a higher notch. He almost looked like Buddha smiling at his best worshipper. "Please follow me to your table," said the manager.
Ran Xueyi calmly followed him and as she had suspected, the table where the manager led her to was the table where the only 'diner' and only person in the restaurant was sitting.
'Is he my virtual boyfriend?' Ran Xueyi couldn't complete this thought as she was about to get the most shocking and unexpected situation she could find herself in.
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Two people.
One table.
One man and one woman.
Song Yu Han focused his gaze at the woman seated across him. On the other hand, Ran Xueyi was also staring at him with her cheeks extremely red as though someone crushed a tomato, and pasted it on her cheeks.
"Err... Mr. Song... I didn't know that you're also here." Ran Xueyi hadn't forgotten their last encounter and thus, she tried to evade that topic. "What a nice surprise, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is." Song Yu Han's eyes twitched as he let out a smirk.
"Uhm..." Ran Xueyi bit her lips and said, "I think the manager took me to the wrong table. Why don't I move to another table so you can enjoy your lunch, Mr. Song." As she said this, Ran Xueyi was already standing up and ready to leave the table.
She really wanted to escape and not further embarrass herself in front of Song Yu Han, the number one bachelor in the country, and also the man she hitted on from the other day.
"Then, I'll leave now, Mr. Song."
'Quick! Run to the next table!'
"Sit down."
However, before she could completely leave the table, he stopped her with only two words.
Ran Xueyi hesitated before obediently sitting back down to where she previously sat.
"Mr. Song... About the other day--"
Song Yu Han stared at the woman in front of him, who was biting her lips, with great interest. He knew exactly what she was talking about. But before she could continue her apology, Song Yu Han dropped the nuclear bomb first!
"Compared to you calling me Mr. Song... I prefer you calling me 'Baby'." He slowly leaned forward and met her eyes that were also slowly widening in shock. "Isn't that right, My Snowrabbit?"
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Author has something to say: KYAAA!!! They finally met!
Ran Xueyi: ahsdhfhskdmtifn!!!!!!
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