Fine red wine doesn't intoxicate at first; it simply brings a delightful buzz, leaving an endless aftertaste. Shang Feifei doesn't blush after a mere sip like Bo Yan does—she considers herself to have a decent alcohol tolerance. At this moment, although slightly inebriated, she still has control over her body and will.
Furthermore, Han Yifan is behaving like a perfect gentleman—during her break, he swiftly cleared the dishes from the table. Seeing how adept he was, Shang Feifei couldn't help but ask, "Have you studied cooking before?"
"No, I'm self-taught. I once went abroad with Bo Yan on an exchange program. My parents cut me off, didn't give me any money; it was Bo Yan who 'sponsored' me. Without money, I had no choice but to learn how to cook."
He refused to study finance and didn't want to study architecture either; he just wanted to go abroad to study music. Eventually settling for less, he pursued his master's degree domestically and went on exchange internationally.
