Chapter 695

"This beautiful environment makes it a delightful experience to simply sit, drink warm wine, and enjoy the scenery without even having a meal," I replied with a smile. Ernest was right. The view here at night was indeed stunning. More importantly, each boat had a skilled boatman, and at the rear sat a woman dressed in traditional attire, gracefully playing the violin. The sheer curtains on both sides swayed gently in the evening breeze, wrapping the chilly winter night in warmth and elegance. A warm stove with boiling water was placed under the table in the center of the boat. Small hand warmers were set beside the seats, ensuring that no one felt cold while on the water. "There's warm wine, but just drinking wine won't do. You have a sensitive stomach and need to eat well," Ernest said with a smile as he poured me some wine. I picked up the glass, touched by his thoughtfulness in remembering my sensitive stomach. Just then, a melodious female voice floated over from outside. "Di