Chapter 815: Chapter 806: Neighbor (4)

Half an hour later, Han Yifan returned to his room holding a big pile of ingredients exchanged for a bottle of wine. Bo Yan was quite fair in the trade, giving Han Yifan M9-grade Wagyu beef steaks, a large piece of foie gras, and even a small box of caviar.

Of course, there were side dishes too: asparagus, baby octopus, and seaweed, all to complement the wine.

He also added a small dish of Iberian ham, cut up some melon to go with it, and naturally, it too needed to be paired with wine.

Bo Yan, that kid, really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

What mattered more was, aside from giving him candelabra, candles, and a lighter, he also gave him a large box of small umbrellas! Han Yifan had brought Siyu over on a whim, so of course, he wouldn’t have such things at home. But Bo Yan was different. Xia Siyu was currently off limits, and he couldn’t get close to her even if he wanted to, so he might as well do a good deed for a brother.

Hmm, although these items weren’t worth as much as the bottle of wine, Bo Yan still had some conscience.

Plus, beef steaks and foie gras are more accessible for those who are not so skilled in the kitchen. After Han Yifan came back, he opened three bottles of red wine ahead of time; red wine needs to breathe, and the finer the wine, the longer it should be aerated to release its full aroma.

Then came washing the ingredients and marinating the beef steaks and foie gras.

Looking up, Shang Feifei had been upstairs for a long while and hadn’t come down. He thought about it and decided to take a shower and shave, just to be prepared for any eventuality. After some thought, he even unpacked the large box of small umbrellas and pocketed a few.

Once he was done cleaning up and came back downstairs to start cooking, the beef steaks and foie gras were quickly ready, with the side dishes following suit.

White wine with the side dishes, champagne with the foie gras and caviar, red wine with the beef steaks, and sherry with the ham.

Han Yifan didn’t know how much Shang Feifei could drink, but last time, after half a bottle of whiskey, she was practically down, certainly not as good as himself.

Who knows what effect it would have on her this time, but anyhow, it should be better than her current aloof state towards him, right?

As Han Yifan was tidying up, Shang Feifei was upstairs taking a shower and changing clothes.

As Han Yifan said, the guest room was indeed untouched by others, just regularly cleaned, with empty closets and stark white everywhere. She took care of her skin after her shower and was even chatting with her agent and assistant. Half an hour ago, the assistant drove around the Yushu Linfeng Villa Area, and indeed found a bunch of cars circling outside. It was a pity the security was tight and entry was not allowed.

During the pandemic, although many production crews had resumed work, overall everyone was still idling at home. Bored at home, people liked to follow gossip, and Shang Feifei’s story had become a hot topic recently.

The paparazzi couldn’t get in, and neither could the assistant. After driving around, the assistant realized that even if she wanted to drive through the gates, she would have to register first. There were already a lot of paparazzi outside now, and barging in would likely backfire. Anyway, she didn’t have anything on her at her boyfriend’s place, so after notifying her, she drove off.

Shang Feifei watched the video sent by the assistant, feeling quite helpless. Looking at this situation, it wouldn’t calm down for a few days. Not only was it inconvenient for her to come and go, but Han Yifan was also in the same boat, as he was now on the media’s radar, and the paparazzi would photograph him as well.

When she pushed open the door and walked out of the guest room, the aroma of beef steaks and foie gras was already wafting from the outside.

Although celebrities need to diet, she didn’t eat much at noon, and her stomach seemed to wake up. She hesitated for a moment before coming out. Downstairs, the lights were off, but the candles were lit, and Han Yifan was just placing the last dish on the table.