Chu Yihan rubbed his chin in surprise. "Huh? How are you so clever? I was just bored!"
Su Qiao's face darkened. "Are you free all day with nothing to do?"
"If you have nothing to do, read more books. Don't turn yourself into a man-child who only grows physically, not mentally. You're already several decades old, yet you're still this childish."
"Several decades old?" Chu Yihan frowned slightly, looking displeased.
"This young master is only twenty, right in the prime of his life. Why are you making it sound as if I'm already about to be buried?"
Was he childish? Childish? He just liked seeing her get angry, that was all.
Chu Yihan suddenly seemed to remember something and slapped his forehead. "Oh, I forgot. You can't see—you're Little Blind One."
"Since you're Little Blind One, this young master will forgive your rudeness. After all, I'm a perfect, flawless person. How could I argue with a disabled person like you?"
Su Qiao darkly "looked" at him. "You didn't come to invite me to eat. You came to pick a fight, didn't you?"
Chu Yihan patted his trouser leg and leaned against the seatback like an overlord. "What? I've been rejected by you so many times. I just said a few words to vent, and you're already unhappy?"
Su Qiao gave him a disdainful glance. "I never asked you to send me anything. You could choose not to send it, and you could choose not to pay attention to me. I also have the right to refuse your gifts."
"You...?" Chu Yihan had never encountered such a thorn who refused both soft and hard approaches. He was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
When had he, Chu Yihan, ever gone to such lengths to curry favor with a woman?
When