Chapter 405: Chapter 204: Porsche Panamera and the Blues

A wall of greenery covered the entire building. Ivy and ferns cascaded down, paired with a natural wood-colored lattice, creating the fresh feeling of a forest hidden within the city.

Stepping inside the bar, a melodious piano tune lingered in the air, and the faint scent of alcohol drifted about.

Rattan chairs were fitted with linen cushions, and the walls, adorned with woven bamboo panels and diatomaceous earth plaster, evoked the breathing presence of nature.

Customers sat in small groups of two and three. Some gathered at the bar, while others were on dates in more private spaces. The atmosphere was tranquil and romantic.

"Over here, honey."

Zheng Yanfei pulled Lin Shen toward an open booth where her friends were waiting. Two women and three men were seated in the spacious area.

"Feifei, you’re here! Come on, have a seat!"

The woman with long, brown waves in her hair stood up with a smile to greet them, then immediately started teasing.

"Aren’t you going to introduce the person with you? I saw you showing him off on your social media feed, you know."

"Hehe."

Zheng Yanfei, her face full of sweetness, linked her arm with Lin Shen’s.

"This is my boyfriend, Lin Shen."

"Hi, everyone."

Lin Shen smiled and nodded. The others responded in kind, introducing themselves one by one.

But he only remembered the one Zheng Yanfei had mentioned—the female owner of this quiet bar.

The woman with wavy brown hair who had greeted them so warmly.

Huang Jie.

"What do you want to drink? Order whatever you like. It’s my treat today."

Huang Jie handed the drink menu to Zheng Yanfei, but she immediately showed it to Lin Shen.

"You order, honey. I don’t really drink."

"Then let’s get a Sunset Citrus. And I’ll get you a Green Grape Mist—it’s non-alcoholic. How does that sound?"

"Okay~"

Zheng Yanfei hugged Lin Shen’s arm and gave him a sweet smile.

"Whatever you say, honey."

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Seeing them being so lovey-dovey, Huang Jie couldn’t help but tease them.

"You’re really attached to your boyfriend, aren’t you?"

"Of course!"

Zheng Yanfei said coquettishly.

"I love my boyfriend the most!"

"Yes, yes, we get it."

Seeing Zheng Yanfei completely immersed in the sweetness of her new romance, Huang Jie felt a little envious that she had found a boyfriend who loved her so much.

Then, she suggested they play some party games to get to know each other and break the ice.

Lin Shen readily agreed and even joined in with gusto. His social butterfly personality—eloquent, witty, and humorous—quickly won the others over.

’He must come from a very good family!’

This really made Zheng Yanfei proud in front of her friends. She felt both sweet and blissful, resting her head tightly on Lin Shen’s shoulder, her gaze fixed on his handsome profile, unwilling to look away.

’He’s so handsome!’

And so, the atmosphere at the table grew livelier, and everyone became curious about Lin Shen’s family background.

After all, word had it he’d bought her a Porsche sports car after less than a month of dating. While they couldn’t confirm if it was true, they knew for a fact the car had been purchased.

This proved that Lin Shen was indeed very wealthy.

And so, everyone’s curiosity was fixed on him. They tried all sorts of indirect ways to inquire about his identity and family background.

However, Lin Shen brushed off these questions with vague answers, maintaining his air of mystery.

Just as the atmosphere at the table was heating up, the beautiful piano music suddenly faded away, replaced by a blues melody filled with sorrow.

This was the soul of the blues.

Of course, the soul of the blues is a "narrative of hardship," but it is by no means simple sadness.

It was born from the field hollers, church spirituals, and street cries of Black Americans. The lyrics are filled with the sting of lost love, the strain of poverty, and the weight of loneliness.

But its melodies always carry a resilience, an attitude of "acknowledging the hardship but refusing to surrender." It’s like an old shirt hung on a fence to dry after a downpour—damp, yet touched by the gentle warmth of the sun.

Lin Shen was instantly captivated. His eyes glanced toward the main stage, and his expression turned to one of shock.

’That person... Is that Xia Nuonuo!?’

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