As night fell, darkness gradually shrouded the sky like an enormous black curtain.
The two did not stay out long, heading straight back to the Villa.
When they stepped through the door, the rich aroma of hot pot greeted them, filling the entire space.
Pheobe and Steven were sitting in the spacious, brightly lit living room, happily enjoying a delicious hot pot dinner.
"Old Chen, back from your date? Come have some food with us!" Steven said with a smile as he watched Chen Shi and Cynthia walk in.
As he spoke, he beckoned them over.
Chen Shi did not stand on ceremony. He sat down, picked up a bowl and chopsticks, and started eating.
Cynthia, on the other hand, felt a little embarrassed. Her ears reddened at Steven's words, but she still put on a composed expression and went over to sit at the dining table.
Watching the pair, Steven's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.
He knew his remark might have made Cynthia a little embarrassed, but it was just some teasing between friends.
Given Cynthia's personality, he was sure she would not mind such a little thing.
Just then, Pheobe leaned over, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and a thirst for gossip, and asked mischievously.
"Brother Chen Shi, how was it? Did anything interesting happen?"
The corner of Chen Shi's mouth twitched. Of course he understood what Pheobe meant by "anything interesting."
However, he did not want to dwell on the subject, so he picked up his chopsticks and placed a few slices of meat in Pheobe's bowl.
Then he said irritably, "Kids shouldn't be so nosy. Just eat your food."
Pheobe blinked at the food in her bowl, looking a little disappointed, but obediently picked up her chopsticks and began eating.
Steven pulled out a