You have excellent skills.

Qin Su’s coffee machine at home was generally left on during the day, so there was no need to preheat it in advance.

Su Yang walked around to the bar counter and began working.

To be honest, even though she wasn’t great with these gadgets, she really did have everything needed: a frothing pitcher, a coffee bean scale, fresh coffee beans, milk, sparkling water, coconut water, and so on...

Besides these, she also had all the tools required for mixing drinks.

Su Yang moved quickly—grinding the beans, extracting the espresso, frothing the milk, and pouring a latte art design—all done with professional precision.

Qin Su watched like a little fan: “Wow, you actually know how to do it!”

“Why would I lie to you? I’m a straightforward guy—if I can, I can; if I can’t, I can’t.” Su Yang foamed a swan design on her latte.

“Here, have a taste.”

“It’s so beautiful, I can’t bear to drink it. Let me take a photo first.” Qin Su pulled out her phone, snapped a picture of the coffee, and then carefully lifted the cup for a sip.

“No way!! Incredibly delicious!!!” Qin Su’s eyes widened as she stared at Su Yang, her face full of excitement.

“How does it compare to what you get outside?”

“It’s not even on the same level! I drink coffee almost every day. I’m not an expert, but I’m kind of a coffee enthusiast, and I’ve never had a better cup anywhere else.”

“Good, as long as you like it.”

“Can I have another one?” Qin Su held up her index finger.

“Of course. Another latte?”

“Yes, it’s just too good.”

“Alright.” Su Yang made her another cup.

Then he fixed himself an iced Americano, and the two of them went to sit in the living room.

“You’re so skilled, I almost don’t want to let you go.” Qin Su looked at Su Yang with a playful smile.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt there was something off about them.

She quickly added, “I mean the coffee, of course.”

“I wasn’t thinking anything else either.”

“Haha, good, good then.”

They chatted for a while, and Su Yang finished his coffee, checking the time—it was already 7:30.

“It’s late. I’ll go make dinner.” He stood up and headed toward the kitchen.

Qin Su quickly followed him: “Need any help?”

“No, just wait and eat.”

“Really? Don’t need any help at all?”

“Do you know how to cook?”

Qin Su shook her head.

“There you go. It’ll be faster if I do it myself. Just wait.”

Hearing this, Qin Su smiled happily: “You’re so nice.”

“What?”

“Uh... nothing, nothing.”

“Alright, go sit down.”

“Okay~”

Watching Su Yang walk into the kitchen, Qin Su’s little heart suddenly started pounding uncontrollably.

She didn’t know why she felt this way—maybe it was because Su Yang was so diligent, or because he could do everything.

Good-looking, fit, wealthy, talented, and not arrogant at all—very polite and humble, with a touch of humor every now and then. This kind of guy was extremely attractive to most girls.

A special feeling began to spread quickly in her heart.

Su Yang had already gone into the kitchen, but she was still standing outside, tilting her head to watch him while holding her coffee.

‘What’s wrong with me?’ Qin Su freed one hand and pressed it against her full chest, feeling her racing heart. She swallowed and turned to walk toward the balcony.

In the spacious, modern Chinese-style kitchen, Su Yang opened the grocery bag and took out all the ingredients.

Then he opened the built-in double-door refrigerator, which was empty except for some drinks and milk.

Su Yang shook his head with a smile and put the ingredients he wouldn’t use right away inside.

After that, he started the rice cooker and began prepping the vegetables.

Qin Su sat alone on the balcony, letting the breeze blow through. She stared blankly into the distance, her hair drifting in the wind, the setting sun casting a glow on her delicate face. The tall buildings in the distance were dyed orange by the sunset, and a ship occasionally sailed down the Huangpu River.

The orange clouds on the horizon were stunning, but at that moment, she had no mind to appreciate the scenery—her thoughts were entirely filled with Su Yang’s movements and face.

‘Ah!! Stop it!!’ Qin Su shook her head and quickly finished her coffee in one gulp.

‘What’s the matter with me? I’m not falling for him, am I? No way, we’ve only known each other for such a short time.’ As she thought, a faint blush unconsciously spread across her face.

...

An hour and a half later, the sky had grown completely dark, and the city’s lights had come on—the enchanting night of Shanghai had begun.

Just then, the sound of the kitchen range hood stopped. Su Yang walked out and called toward the balcony, “Susu, time to eat!”

“Oh, coming!” Qin Su replied and hurried into the living room.

Su Yang carried two plates of food to the table and arranged them. Qin Su ran over, looked, and her eyes widened: “Wow! They smell so good, and they look amazing too! You really can cook!”

Su Yang smiled and said, “Still don’t believe me? Come help me bring the dishes.”

“Oh, okay.”

They quickly brought all the dishes to the table, and then Qin Su ran to the bar counter to grab a bottle of red wine.

“Red wine?”

“Sure. By the way, didn’t you say you like cocktails?”

“Cocktails aren’t really suitable with dinner, right? We can have some after we eat.”

“Fine, red wine it is. Open it, and I’ll go wash my hands.”

“Alright.”

Two minutes later, the two sat side by side at the table.

Qin Su poured the wine into a decanter, and Su Yang picked up his chopsticks: “Let it aerate for a while. Let’s eat first.”

“Okay! I can’t wait any longer.” Qin Su held a bowl of rice in one hand and chopsticks in the other, picking up some food.

She lifted a piece of braised pork belly, with its perfect fat-to-lean ratio, into her mouth—and instantly, a divine taste she had never experienced before melted on her tongue.

“Holy crap!!” She chewed with her eyes closed, tilting her head back against her chair in pure bliss.

“How is it? Good?” Su Yang turned and asked.

“Shh, don’t talk. Let me savor this moment.”

Su Yang shook his head at her and started eating himself.

A few seconds later, Qin Su opened her eyes, set down her bowl and cut chopsticks, and threw her arms around Su Yang: “Su Yang!! You’re so delicious!!!”

“What? I’m delicious??”

“Oh, no, I misspoke—the braised pork you made is so delicious! I’ve eaten braised pork countless times in my life, but I’ve never had any this good. Are you some kind of god?”

“You’re exaggerating now. How am I supposed to eat while you’re hugging me?”

“Oh, sorry, I I I... I got excited again.” Qin Su quickly let go of Su Yang, embarrassed.

“Do you always hug people when you get excited?”

“Not... not really. I don’t know what’s come over me.”

“Alright, eat up before the food gets cold.”

“Okay!” Qin Su picked up her bowl and chopsticks again and continued eating, trying every dish on the table one by one.

With each dish she tasted, she couldn’t help wanting to jump up.

Words could no longer describe her feelings at that moment. She just buried herself in eating, even forgetting the wine.

Su Yang picked up the decanter and two wine glasses, pouring two servings of red wine.

“Come on, don’t just eat—have a sip.”

"Oh, right, I almost forgot." Qin Su took the glass, clinked it lightly with Su Yang's, and took a small sip before setting it down to resume eating with gusto.

Su Yang shook his head helplessly. "Don't rush, no one's going to take it from you."

"It's so good, I swear!"