Li Xiuying was peacefully sipping her cup of tea.
The people around her were getting louder with their gossip.
"Can someone like that even appreciate Huang Shan Mao Feng?"
"Of course not. How can she understand the complex taste?"
"She probably doesn't even know what it is."
20 minutes later a casually dressed man walked towards Li Xiuying. His looks were average but the juxtaposition between his dangerous aura and innate grace made people unable to ignore him.
The maître d' was walking beside the Qilin and said something before subtlety motioning to Li Xiuying.
Qilin assessed the woman sitting unperturbed at the table, he instantly recognized the woman.
When he reached Li Xiuying's table he spoke in a friendly tone: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Would you like something else to eat or drink?"
Li Xiuying look into the eyes of the man in front of her: "Strawberry cheesecake."