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    Half an hour later, Han Yifan returned to the room with a lot of ingredients exchanged for a bottle of wine.  Bo Yan was relatively mutually beneficial. He gave Han Yifan an M9 grade Wagyu steak, a large piece of foie gras, and a small box of caviar.

    Of course, asparagus, baby octopus and seaweed are also paired with the meal, which must be paired with wine.

    I also added a small plate of Iberian ham and cut some honeydew melon to go with it. Of course, it also has to be paired with wine.

    ???????????? This boy, Boyan, is really very thoughtful.

    What¡¯s more important is that in addition to giving him candlesticks, candles and lighters, this guy also gave him a large box of small umbrellas!  Han Yifan brought her here on a temporary basis, so naturally he wouldn't have such a thing at home.  But Bo Yan is different.  Xia Siyu was playing the no-war card right now. He couldn't get close to her even if he wanted to, so he just did a good deed for his brother.

    Well, although the price of this pile of things is not as good as that bottle of wine, Bo Yan still has some conscience.

    And steak and foie gras is relatively easy to make, and even a handicapped person can make it.  After Han Yifan came back, he opened three bottles of red wine in advance. Red wine needs to be sobered up. The more high-end the wine, the longer it needs to be sobered up for a longer period of time in order to develop its maximum aroma.

    The next step is to wash the ingredients and marinate the steak and foie gras.

    Looking up, Shang Feier didn't come down for a long time after going up.  He thought for a while and simply took a shower himself and shaved just in case.  After thinking about it, he opened a large box of small umbrellas and took a few of them with him.

    After the cleaning was completed, I came down and turned on the fire again. Soon the steak and foie gras were on the table, along with the side dishes.

    Side dishes are paired with white wine, foie gras and caviar with champagne, steak with red wine, and ham with sherry.

    Han Yifan didn¡¯t know how much Shang Feier drank, but last time she drank half a bottle of whiskey and had almost poured it out. Anyway, she wasn¡¯t as good as herself.

    I don¡¯t know what the effect of pouring her some wine this time will be. In short, it should be better than her alienated state from herself at this moment, right?

    While Han Yifan was cleaning up, Shang Feier was taking a bath and changing clothes.

    Han Yifan's guest room was indeed as he said. No one had lived in it. It was only cleaned regularly. The cabinet was empty and white.  She took a shower, applied skin care, and was still chatting with her agent and assistant.  The assistant drove to the Yushu Linfeng Villa area half an hour ago and indeed found a bunch of cars surrounding the place.  It's just that the security is tight and you can't get in at all.

    During the current epidemic, although many crews have resumed work, overall everyone is still idle.  When I'm bored at home, I like to read gossip. Shang Feier's matter should be considered a very popular thing recently.

    The paparazzi couldn¡¯t get in, and neither did the assistant. She walked around and found that if she wanted to drive in, she had to register first. There were already a lot of paparazzi outside, and forcing in would be counterproductive.  Anyway, she had nothing to do with her boyfriend, so he informed her and drove away.

    Shang Feier looked helplessly at the video sent by her assistant.  Looking at this formation, it will not stop within a few days.  Not only is it inconvenient for her to come in and out, but so is Han Yifan. He has now been registered with the media, and the paparazzi will also take pictures of him.

    By the time she opened the door and walked out of the guest room, the smell of steak and foie gras was already wafting outside.

    Although the artist said she wanted to lose weight, she didn't eat much at noon, and her stomach seemed to wake up.  She hesitated and walked out. The lights were turned off downstairs, but candles were lit. Han Yifan happened to put the last dish on the table.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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