Friday noon, Binhai Grand Hotel.
Chen Qiuhua walked into the Western restaurant, approaching the beautiful woman waving at him.
He gently hugged her, stepped back, and said while admiring her, "Shanshan, it's been a few months since we last met, and you've become more and more beautiful!"
"When did you come back?"
Luo Shanshan smiled gently, gave Chen Qiuhua a once-over, and said, "I came back two days ago. Qiuhua, it's been a few months, and you've gotten better at sweet-talking."
She picked up a beautifully wrapped small gift box from the table and said, "This is a gift I brought you from abroad."
Chen Qiuhua took it, thanked her, and then sat down opposite Luo Shanshan, taking the menu the waiter handed him, getting ready to order.
At this moment, Luo Shanshan couldn't help but twitch her nose.
She leaned closer to Chen Qiuhua and sniffed again.
Once she confirmed, Luo Shanshan said with some disdain, "Chen Qiuhua, what's that smell on you?"
