Hidden Marriage 99 Days: Please Restrain Yourself - Chapter 963

Chapter 963: Extra Chapter 2: Candlelight Dinner

Who knew that they’d meet this way and so suddenly, five years later.

Bo Chengcheng was in a bit of a daze.

She looked at Cheng Huaxing’s outstretched hand and walked towards him, one slow step at a time. Then she reached out to take the package from him.

She recognized the boxes. They were her favorite snacks from her hometown.

She looked up at him reflexively when she saw this.

It had been five years since they last met. His features seemed to have become more defined. He no longer looked as frivolous as he used to. The man standing in front of Bo Chengcheng now exuded an air of inexplicable maturity.

He bore a sense of charm, self-confidence, and calmness that often marked a successful person.

Bo Chengcheng couldn’t help but compare him with the young lad from back then, who often wore a grin on his face. Now, he seemed like a completely different person.

Seeing that Bo Chengcheng had noticed the snacks, Cheng Huaxing said, “I made a trip back to my old home and got your name card from Grandma, so I came over directly.”

The woman took a good look at him and smiled. “You’ve actually managed to find your way back here. Just think, how long has it been since you came back.”

“Hey, it’s not been that long. It’s only been five… six years.” Cheng Huaxing smiled shyly and thrust the bouquet of roses towards her. “Here, hang on to them. Get in.”

“I drove.” Bo Chengcheng held up her car key and gave it a press. The white car made a sound.

Coincidentally, her car was less than ten meters away from Cheng Huaxing’s car. There was an empty parking lot separating the two vehicles.

At this point, the two of them were standing in the middle of this empty lot, making it look like a rather harmonious scene.

“Wow!” Cheng Hua exclaimed. His expression was exaggerated as he applauded. “Awesome. I can tell at a glance that this is the sort of car you’d drive. But still, hop into my car. I’ve got a reservation for dinner.”

“Tsk, how could you just decide on your own.” Bo Chengcheng watched as Cheng Huaxing got into the car, her expression full of disdain. “Didn’t it occur to you that I might have other plans?”

“I’m not worried about that.” Cheng Huaxing opened the door of the front passenger seat and with a broad smile, waited for Bo Chengcheng to walk over. “At worst, I’ll just wait for you. It’s not like I’ve never waited before.”

Bo Chengcheng laughed and walked towards the man, then got into the front passenger seat. “I thought you’d be different after years of studying abroad in France, but you haven’t changed a bit.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” Cheng Huaxing smiled even more radiantly as he leaned over like a gentleman, with one hand on the roof of the car and the other helping her secure her seat belt. He turned slightly to look at her, his deep dimples stood out among his beard on the sides of his face. “I’m only like this in front of you. No one else has the honor.”

“Tsk.” Bo Chengcheng couldn’t help reaching out to pinch his nose. “You’re just out to bully me, aren’t you?”

Cheng Huaxing had just secured her seat belt, and laughed aloud when she said this. He removed her hand and then walked around to the driver’s seat in a jolly mood, replying “Of course. You’re the only one I can bully. Otherwise, who else can I bully?”

“…What tough luck I have!”

“I’ll treat you to a feast to make up for it.” Cheng Huaxing stuffed the roses into her arms and glanced at the package of snacks that she had placed on her knees. “Eat something to fill your stomach first. Dinner will be a long drive away.”

Bo Chengcheng did not stand on ceremony. She asked as she unwrapped the package, “Where are you taking me?”

“I invested in a restaurant owned by a classmate from France. The food is pretty good. It’s a French restaurant. I think you’ll like it.”

“Hmph, at least you’re sincere.” Bo Chengcheng stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth and suddenly thought of something. She asked, “Didn’t Xiao Yun come back with you?”

The smile on Cheng Huaxing’s face faded slightly as he turned to look at her and replied, “Are you serious? We’ve broken up for some time, she’s history now and you still remember her?”