The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Chapter 1256: Worldly Delusion

A short, long-sleeved, straight-shoulder V-neck top in orange pink embroidered with French patterns, paired with a tight fishtail skirt.

She wore light yellow shallow-mouth pointed high heels with a single buckle and carried an ultramarine blue, silver-studded Kuqi bag in her hand.

Her shoulder-length hair was neatly draped behind her head, and she wore delicate and natural daily makeup.

From head to toe, she exudes the aura of a lady from a noble family, a refined and elegant lady from a scholarly family.

Huo Yigen was fascinated and complacent by what he saw.

"Miao Man, you look so beautiful today. Did you wear this specially because you know I like orange?"

Miao Man nodded.

"Yes, this is the skirt the young master gave me, as long as you like it."

Huo Yigen also nodded.

"Sister-in-law has a good eye."

The two sat opposite each other in a harmonious atmosphere.

Miao Man opened the English menu and pushed it in front of Huo Yigeng.

"I'm treating you tonight. Don't hesitate. Order whatever you want. If you're full, you can have a drink too."

Huo Yigen was flattered and looked at the beautiful Miao Man sitting opposite him.

"You want something to drink?"

Miao Man stood there awkwardly for 3 seconds, then smiled guiltily.

"No...Is it not possible?"

Huo Yigen shook his head generously.

"of course can."

As he spoke, the man snapped his fingers and called the waiter guarding the door.

"We'll have Eggs Benedict for starter and Beef Bronte for main, cooked till 8% rare.

We'll have a sausage and onion stew with creamy mashed potatoes, and for dessert we'll have caramel apples, and please give this lady a mixed berry Basque.

Finally, open a bottle of 67 Lorraine Lourdes for me and let it cool before serving.”

The waitress nodded respectfully.

"Okay, sir."

Huo Yigeng talked endlessly about ordering food, leaving Miao Man stunned.

It seemed like they had only known each other for less than half a year, but this man actually remembered exactly what she liked to eat?

Of the seven dishes he ordered, almost half were Miao Man's favorites.

She picked up the honey water beside her and took a sip, suppressing the ripples in her heart. He was so good to her and always put her first.

How should she say goodbye to him?

"Miao Man...Miao Man?"

Because Muman was lost in thought and her eyes were empty, she didn't even notice when warm water spilled from the gradually tilted glass and splashed on her hand.

Huo Yigeng was so concerned that he stood up in a hurry, took out a silk handkerchief from his trouser pocket, grasped her slender five fingers, took the cup away and put it down, and wiped it carefully for her.

"what?"

When Miao Man came back to her senses, her right hand had already been wiped clean by the considerate Huo Yigen.

Realizing what had happened, she smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."

Huo Yigeng's long, bony fingers gently stroked her delicate profile.

"It's okay, Miao Man, you know I like you, so you don't have to be so careful in front of me.

Just be yourself.”

Miao Man's face turned red and she nodded with difficulty.

"okay."

After all the dishes were served, Huo Yigen picked up the unique red wine and personally poured one-fifth of it into Miao Man's goblet.

"Lorraine Lute is a red wine produced in France. It is sweet with a hint of honey and has a faint rose aroma when you taste it carefully.

It's very suitable for women who are worried and worried. You should try it."

Miao Man was stunned.

Was she being too obvious? He could actually tell that something was wrong with her?

Picking up the goblet, Miao Man put it to her lips and drank it all in one gulp. She savored the taste for a moment and nodded.

"Indeed, it tastes delicious."

Huo Yigen poured her a new cup and picked up the gold-patterned knife and fork on the table.

Cut the Bronte steak in front of you into small, even pieces that are easy to eat and place it next to Muman.

"Eat, a sip of wine and a bite of meat, and put aside whatever unhappiness you have."

With the mentality of respecting the fruits of others' labor, Miao Man picked up the fork, took a few symbolic bites, and drank some wine.

Before Huo Yigeng could fill her glass, Miao Man grabbed the decanter and drank three glasses in a row.

Seeing this, Huo Yigeng couldn't help but frown.

What's up with her?

"Miao Man, you'll get drunk if you drink so quickly."

Miao Man shook his head.

"It's ok."

The woman took a deep breath, raised her head, and took a serious look.

"Huo Yigen, I have something to tell you."

Huo Yigeng?

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he felt an uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart.

After all, they have known each other for so long, and this is the first time that Miao Man has spoken and called him by his full name.

In the past, she always called him 'Fourth Young Master'.

Putting down his knife and fork, Huo Yigen pulled out a napkin, wiped his mouth, took a step forward with his long legs, and crossed his other knee.

Be prepared to listen.

"Okay, go ahead."

Miao Man drank another glass of wine, trying her best to calm her inner panic, and then took out an exquisitely crafted dark green brocade gift box from her bag.

"I know you like me, and I'm glad that a subordinate like you can be favored by a young master from an aristocratic family.

If it were someone else, they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams, right?

But Huo Yigeng, I am different from others. I am an orphan from the slums. Thanks to Max for taking a fancy to me, he brought me back to his side to train me.

Later he entered the Ying family, was cultivated by the old master, and followed the young master.

I don't have any ambitions, nor do I have any worldly delusions. I don't say that I have seen through the world and have confined myself to a small circle.

But in my eyes, as long as I can live in peace and happiness, as long as I can see the young master living a good life, that is enough.

Perhaps it is because of this that the old man can feel at ease and send me to the young master.

From childhood to adulthood, apart from the young master and the Ying family, you are the first one who treats me so well.

Originally, there was nothing else in my life. I did the same work every day, thinking about how to take better care of the young master.

It is you who gives me a different kind of pleasure. You let me experience the joy of getting along with friends, even boyfriends and girlfriends.

I am very happy to be with you. You respect me and never force me to do anything.

Even though you knew that my identity was so different from yours, you still felt obligated to take care of me and treat me well.

You took me home to meet my parents and took me to buy beautiful clothes.

Every time I do that, I feel like I’m dreaming.”

Speaking of this, for some reason, Miao Man's eyes inexplicably became red.

Huo Yigeng panicked and almost subconsciously stood up and walked to Miao Man, holding the woman in his arms.

Patting gently.

"Miao Man, don't cry... I should be nice to you, and you also said that I like you.

If I don’t treat you well, who can I treat well, right?”

Miao Man did not reject his thoughtful gesture, but took the initiative to stretch out her hands and hook them around Huo Yigeng's slender neck.

I rested my melancholy head on his broad shoulders, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes where he couldn't see.

He had a pleasant fragrance on him, and Miao Man recognized it. It was the exclusive fragrance of the third branch of the Huo family - lotus and lisianthus.

I didn’t think it was anything special in the past, but now I feel inexplicably refreshed.

Huo Yigen was so intoxicated by her unprecedented and throwing herself at him that she couldn't help herself.