The waiter poured two small glasses of wine and placed them beside Xia Lin and Su Bai.
Xia Lin picked up her stemmed glass and gently swirled it. Her grip was perfectly proper, something she had been taught by the elders in her family.
The nobility in her every gesture was absolutely beyond anything those products of debutante training classes could compare to.
That kind of poise had to be cultivated from childhood.
Moreover, compared with those so-called "socialites," Xia Lin's temperament was far more reserved. No wonder her blind date had been such a bootlicker around her.
Even among the daughters of second- and third-generation rich families nowadays, plenty had looks and manners that were hard to describe.
Even among rich and beautiful girls, Xia Lin stood out from the crowd.
She worked steadily and had a gentle disposition. She was absolutely the perfect marriage prospect.
As she swirled her red wine, Xia Lin studied Su Bai, obvious interest spilling from her eyes.
"Going to the movies was just an excuse to brush off that uncle," Su Bai said nonchalantly. "Director Xia seemed pretty annoyed by him, so I said a few extra things and pissed him off enough to leave."
"Why are you still calling him uncle? He's only in his early thirties."
"He's more than a full generation older than me. What's wrong with calling him uncle? Young people these days say there's a generation gap every three years. Even kids who've just started high school call me uncle. Who am I supposed to complain to about that?" Su Bai spread his hands innocently.
"Hahaha, true!"
Xia Lin was amused by him. This kid was pretty good at conversation.
She saw a rare sense of ease in Su Bai.
Not that pretentious, self-styled ease those petty bourgeois