227 Otherwise, just wait to marry me.

The spring water babbled.

A high-end restaurant in East Sea, renowned for its reputation.

The reason for its name was its distinctive décor, which had no ground, but rather floating stone slabs like lotus leaves, surrounded by clear pools of water, reminiscent of a dreamy water town—customers dined in black-awning boats.

"Why not join Uncle Shi and the others?"

Inside one of the black-awning boats.

Two young men and women of prominent family backgrounds sat opposite each other, while their parents were dining at the nearby six-star hotel.

"Don't you want it this way too?"

Miss Shi, holding her chopsticks, ate the beautifully crafted but meager dishes without much expression on her face.

Originally, the plan for today's lunch was to have a gathering of both families, but it was changed to "dining separately" on her suggestion of "why not have a date alone".