"Okay," Zhi Foliu chuckled lightly, "Is it Swallow Return Farmhouse?"

"Yes, yes," Ye Xingli nodded repeatedly, "That’s the one."

"Let’s go," Zhi Foliu’s lips curved slightly, her smile gentle and elegant, "I’ve been there before, it’s very beautiful."

"Right?" Ye Xingli smiled even more brightly, "My sister and I have been there before, the fish stew in a large pot is especially delicious there."

"Yes," Zhi Foliu’s voice was soft, "I like the coarse grain cakes stuck to the sides of the pot."

"I don’t like them," Ye Xingli said, "I’ll give all the coarse grain cakes to you."

After saying that, he realized something was wrong and turned to Ye Xingbei, "Beibei doesn’t like them either, right, Beibei?"

Ye Xingbei glared at him, "Just focus on driving!"

Zhi Foliu sat in the front passenger seat, while she sat in the backseat.

Ye Xingli was actually driving the car and turned back to talk to her.

"Oh!" Ye Xingli snapped back to reality, turned around, and began to drive seriously.

He used to have a specific driver.

He actually forgot that driving couldn’t be as carefree as riding.

Zhi Foliu and Ye Xingbei were his treasures; if anything went wrong while he was driving and any accidents happened, he’d beat himself for it.

Afterwards, he sat up straight and drove with full concentration on the road ahead.

Zhi Foliu then talked and laughed with Ye Xingbei, leaving him undisturbed.

Knowing that Zhi Foliu was very likely his future sister-in-law, Ye Xingbei was very courteous to her.

Zhi Foliu liked Ye Xingli, and by extension, liked Ye Xingbei too, and deliberately showed closeness in their conversation.

Both had a desire to get along well, and they talked merrily.

After chatting the whole way, they arrived at the farmhouse in the outskirts. As they got out of the car, the two were already arm in arm, as close as friends.

Ye Xingli: "..."

Women’s friendships are really strange!

Clearly one is his girlfriend and the other is his sister, yet they walked arm in arm ahead, chatting and laughing intimately, while he trailed behind like a bag-carrying lackey.

But... seeing his beloved girl and his favorite sister walking together hand in hand in front of him, he felt a happiness he had never felt before.

His heart seemed filled with something, and his lips naturally curled upward, full of joy and satisfaction.

Ye Xingbei and Zhi Foliu chatted and chuckled all the way, with Ye Xingli occasionally chiming in behind them, as they walked to their reserved private room.

Ye Xingbei’s biggest hobby is music, and Zhi Foliu, a guzheng teacher, has the same passion.

The two talked more and more as they met, feeling like old friends, discussing professional knowledge and some well-known music scholars from home and abroad, endlessly.

Ye Xingli handed the menu to them, and after a bit of polite insistence, Ye Xingbei eventually ordered first, and Zhi Foliu added a few things.

Both picked inexpensive items.

After seeing the dishes they ordered, Ye Xingli unhesitatingly added the restaurant’s most expensive items.

Zhi Foliu said to the server, "We can’t eat that much, please don’t record the last few."

"No need, no need," Ye Xingli said, "I have a big appetite, I’ll eat a lot."

He waved repeatedly to the server.

Of course, the server hoped guests would spend more, bowed slightly to the three of them, and hurriedly exited.

Zhi Foliu playfully complained, "If we can’t eat all this, it’ll be wasted."

Her voice was as gentle as water, even in complaint, it felt like a spring breeze brushing over ripples, making people feel comfortable.

"We can finish it," Ye Xingli said, "Don’t worry about my wallet, I’m rich!"