On the dining table, a few homemade dishes were placed, both meat and vegetables, all made exquisitely with full color, aroma, and taste.
Lin Fan sat by the dining table but didn't move his chopsticks, waiting for Feng Ruolan, reminiscing about the wonderful scene by the pool, almost savoring it.
The so-called feast for the eyes was even more tempting than the delicious dishes before him.
"Little Fan, why aren't you eating?"
Feng Ruolan walked over, having changed into casual clothes, filled with a charming femininity that was hard to look away from.
As a financial powerhouse, Feng Ruolan usually appeared in front of people dressed in professional attire, a definite strong woman.
This little feminine side of hers wasn't really something everyone had the chance to see, but she didn't mind at all letting Lin Fan see this side.
