At the entrance of Yulan Private Kitchen.
Fan Xinya and Fan Jian arrived first.
Since it was the engagement banquet of Qin Yuwen's friend, her parents were also there to welcome both families.
Qin Shi'an and Tang Yulan arrived at the restaurant entrance with the manager, A Ying.
Noticing how delicate and soft-spoken Fan Xinya looked, Tang Yulan approached her with a smile. "You must be Zhouzhou's mother. Hello, I'm Wenwen's mother, Tang Yulan."
"So you're Wenwen's mother. I've often heard Fanfan mention you. Thank you for taking such good care of Wenwen at school."
"Don't say that. It's clearly my Wenwen who's been looked after more. I heard she loves Zhouzhou's cooking the most. The moment she heard Zhouzhou had returned to Jiangcheng, she practically abandoned her home and rushed back to school."
"Really? The children are so close."
"Of course they are. Your Zhouzhou's big day was even arranged at our place. The children decided everything themselves, and our home is decorated in a traditional Chinese style. I heard Zhouzhou likes it very much too."
Unlike the two women, who were chatting warmly.
Fan Jian stood somewhat stiffly before Qin Shi'an, and the two men looked at each other in silence.
After a moment, perhaps feeling that staying silent was too awkward, Qin Shi'an stretched out his hand and stepped forward. "Hello."
Seeing that, Fan Jian hurriedly said, "Hello."
But they had extended the wrong hands, so when they were about to shake hands, both had used the same side.
They quickly switched arms, their movements surprisingly synchronized.
As a result, they still failed to shake hands.
The two withdrew their hands at the same time, and the atmosphere became rather awkward.
This was how it was between men.
When they first met, they really were strangers.
Yet