Zhixin

"Alright then, we'll keep strolling after we eat."

The Snow Maiden clapped her hands and said with a smile.

At those words, Chen Cheng's pale face turned several shades whiter.

But the Snow Maiden had no mind to listen to Chen Cheng now. She skipped over to claim a seat first, then waved Chen Cheng and She Li over.

When the proprietress, who was greeting customers, saw that Chen Cheng and the others had eaten here last night, she warmly came over to welcome them.

"Madam, serve us your signature dishes, just like last night."

As the three waited for their food, the Snow Maiden, who had been looking around, suddenly showed a startled expression. She poked Chen Cheng beside her and said:

"Quick, look! That big sister is so pretty."

Chen Cheng followed her gaze and saw, sure enough, a woman walking toward them with graceful steps, as though she stood proudly apart from the mundane world, untouched by worldly dust.

"Hey, don't you feel like that beautiful big sister is coming this way?"

Chen Cheng merely glanced once at the breathtakingly beautiful woman, then smiled at the Snow Maiden beside him.

"Don't get lovestruck. Maybe she's just here to eat, or maybe she's only passing by."

The Snow Maiden snorted at that.

"What do you mean, lovestruck? That sister is obviously beautiful, isn't she? Don't tell me you weren't moved at all."

The Snow Maiden teased with a grin.

Yet Chen Cheng shot her a glare.

"I didn't expect you to be such a vulgar woman. Why should I be moved every time I see someone pretty? What do you take me for, a stud?"

Of course, it was not that Chen Cheng was unmoved. He had been reborn from the internet-rich twenty-first century; what kind of seductive