As for the distance between her and He Xing, that would be a matter for the future. At least for now, they were still together, after all, dealing with everything related to the Xia Family was not something that could be resolved in a short period of time; it would be a protracted battle.
On the eve of the Chinese New Year, Fu Han had a delightful dinner, she and He Xing turned it into the effect of a candlelit dinner.
Even though there was no wine and no fruit juice for tonight's dinner, just dishes and soup, both of their cheeks were still rosy.
It felt like the first date, where all you did was walk along the curb, and even though you didn't even hold hands, you found the date utterly enchanting—the sweetest memory of your lives.
After the meal, He Xing had the dishes cleared away, and the hotel staff quickly filled the table with various fruits and pastries, bringing the feeling of the New Year instantly.