Watching him finish the drink, Shi Mei took the bottle and poured him another glass. As the alcohol slowly flowed into the glass, his eyes sparkled with amusement, and he playfully opened up, "Currently, I have no plans to date or marry. I'll consider it in a couple of years."
The fingers tapping on the table suddenly paused, and the rhythmic sound disappeared. Shi Yu tilted his head, leaning lazily into his seat with a dangerous look, "In another two years?"
Shi Mei hummed a response, the smile still lingering on his lips, "At the age of thirty, if I meet the right person that would be great, but if not, I'll wait."
Holding his glass, Shi Yu swirled it gently, then after a silent moment, he said icily, "In any case, I'll remind you just once, don't waste your time on my woman."
Shi Mei just smiled without a word, picked up another stemmed glass, poured wine into it, and clinked glasses with him.
At the vast table, only the two of them remained.
