Chapter 1949 Dilemma

Seeing that Mayer pressed the button on the top floor as soon as he entered, Feng Yiping was a little confused, "Is there a top-floor restaurant here?"

"Yes, you will know in a moment," Mayer leaned half on him, "but I have the final say on what to eat."

"Don't you know, you come to such a high-end place, and I don't have to pay for it. You can just serve Starry Sky, and I don't mind taking a few bites,"

"I think many beauties who admire you will be disappointed after seeing your true face," Mayer punched him on the arm.

She rarely has such a childish attitude.

Feng Yiping nodded, "Well, it's pleasing to the eye."

He was very lucky today. The current Queen of Silicon Valley bowed her head obediently in front of him during lunch. In the evening, the future Queen of Silicon Valley was beside him.

The current queen, hey, she'd better give up that title sooner. Her image is really not good for Silicon Valley.

Feng Yiping's words were a bit confusing, but Mayer understood it instantly, and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, "Hey, it seems like you really encountered something good today,"

"But no matter what good things happened to you during the day, tonight, it will definitely make you feel better,"

Listening to her words and looking at her sparkling eyes, Feng Yiping, who had already roughly guessed the arrangements for tonight, had the urge to run away.

But this is an elevator.

"Want to run away again?" Mayer felt it and pulled him, his tone was quite unkind.

"How is that possible?" Feng Yiping smiled dryly, "I'm really hungry and can't wait to try the feast you prepared tonight."

"It'll be there soon. Trust me, you won't be disappointed."

Feng Yiping glanced at Mayer.

He always felt that the feast he was talking about and the feast Mayer was talking about were completely different.

There was a soft "ding" sound, "We're here." Feng Yiping protected the elevator and asked Mayer to go out first, but Mayer still held his hand tightly, seeming to be really afraid that he would run away, " Together,"

"This is the restaurant?" Feng Yiping looked at the elegantly decorated corridor, the beautifully framed oil paintings on the walls, the fragrant lilies in the vases on the cabinets against the wall, and the oak wooden doors on the other side of the corridor. The door...how does this look? It looks like the entrance to a high-end apartment.

"This is your exclusive restaurant," Mayer took out his card, swiped it, and gently opened the door. Suddenly, Feng Yiping felt as if he had returned to his penthouse suite.

The decoration style is my favorite minimalist style. It seems that Mayer and I are quite similar on this point. Also, isn’t the Google main interface she designed exactly that style? ——Feng Yiping doesn’t want to think about other possibilities.

However, there are relatively many colors, blue, red and yellow... "Did you design this according to the Google logo?"

"Please, that was originally designed by me, okay?" Mayer walked around the hall, "How do you like it?"

"like,"

"Apartment, or me?"

"They are all very good." Feng Yiping is now really comfortable answering such multiple-choice questions.

Mayer glared at him helplessly, took off her shoes, and turned to the big window with ballet steps, facing away from the brilliant night view of San Francisco outside the window, "Isn't it beautiful?"

"It's very beautiful," Feng Yiping gave a thumbs up. "The scenery is beautiful, but you are even more beautiful. Wherever you go, it will be brighter than the lights in the entire city."

It's best to be vague about whether you like her or not, but it's okay to go all out when complimenting a woman on her beauty.

Mayer suddenly smiled brighter than the lights in the entire city. She smiled and twirled her skirt a few times, then turned lightly to Feng Yiping, and then immediately changed from a pure and graceful little swan to a big sister on the street. Big, she stretched out a finger to pick up Feng Yiping's chin, "Don't expect to just say some happy words and then try to fool him again,"

"Where, how could it be, you are thinking too much," Feng Yiping tilted his head and touched his stomach, "Well, where is the legendary meal?"

"I'm really hungry. Just wait." She pushed Feng Yiping to sit on the sofa, "I'll be ready soon."

She entered the kitchen first, followed by the bedroom, and when she came out again, she had changed her appearance, her hair was tied up, and she was wearing a white tube top dress with exquisite embroidery on the chest and skirt. .

"How's it going?" She turned around gracefully, and suddenly the flowers on her skirt seemed to sway.

Feng Yiping nodded blankly.

Although he didn't speak, Mayer seemed to like his response more, "You go in and change too, the clothes have been hung up for you."

"Do I want to change too?"

Feng Yiping was wearing a sky blue casual suit today.

"Yes, look more handsome." Mayer pushed him towards the bedroom, "Do you need my help?"

"No, no, no," Feng Yiping shook his head quickly.

This is the first time he has entered Mayer's boudoir. The style is still somewhat different from the style outside. It is a fresh American pastoral style.

A set of clothes was hung at the entrance of the cloakroom. Feng Yiping took a look. In addition to a suit and a shirt, good guy, it even had a tie, socks, and leather shoes.

Although it is Armani's ready-to-wear and not its Armani\Prive haute couture, it still fits quite well when worn.

With Mayer's standards, there is nothing to say about a shirt and tie. In a word, let's put it this way, Feng Yiping can definitely attend a wedding in what he wears.

"Oh, very handsome," Mayer's eyes lit up when she saw Feng Yiping walking out of the bedroom in a gorgeous dress.

She pressed a button on the remote control in her hand, and suddenly, all the lights dimmed, leaving only the candlelight on the dining table. At the same time, there was soft music echoing in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became romantic.

This night... Tsk.

Feng Yiping helped Mayer pull out a chair, "Thank you," Mayer sat down gracefully, and took out a fiery red rose from the vase on the table and handed it to Feng Yiping, "For you,"

"This, shouldn't I give it to you?"

"Okay," Mayer immediately handed the rose upside down to Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping smiled and put the rose in the vase, "This flower must have been put by you, it is simply a perfect work of art, it's better not to destroy it,"

"Come on, I toast you, thank you for preparing such a sumptuous dinner," he said, raising his glass.

"I knew it would be like this," Mayer muttered when she saw the rose returned to the vase, but she was not too disappointed. To be honest, she had expected such a scene.

This is a guy who will definitely shrink back when it comes to the critical moment. He is quite cowardly.

But another characteristic of this kind of person is that once he takes the critical step, he will be unreserved to you.

"Cheers," she smiled and clinked glasses with Feng Yiping, "I made these myself, you try my craftsmanship,"

Feng Yiping tasted a bite of steak, which was indeed quite good, but his eyes were focused on another dish on the table, which was a large plate of oysters.

On such an evening, in such an atmosphere, eating such a thing, the direction is really too obvious.

"This is also the first time I have had such a formal dinner at home in a long time. It's great to have you accompany me," she put down the wine glass and put her hand on Feng Yiping's hand holding the wine glass.

Feng Yiping gently patted her hand twice, "It's my honor, I toast you,"

In such an atmosphere, he felt that it was better not to have physical contact.

"I hope there will be more days like this in the future," Mayer said.

"When did you buy this place?" Feng Yiping thought it would be better to talk about other things.

"Today is my first night in this new home. Everything you see has just been put into use today,"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't even prepare a gift,"

Feng Yiping's smile became heavy.

It seems that the possibility that he has always been reluctant to think about should be the fact.

This house was purchased and decorated by Mayer according to her own preferences.

She is the dream lover of so many Silicon Valley engineers and the most popular Silicon Valley beauty executive of the American people. She has done this. Feng Yiping feels that there seems to be a wall behind him.

"You are here, which is the best gift," Mayer grabbed his hand directly this time, "Feng, can you dance with me?"