"You only ever pick out the unpleasant things to say. You don't even know how to gracefully back down. How have you managed to survive in Xianle Mansion until now?"
"If you like hearing pleasant things, you can find someone else. That way, you can live in an illusionary dream for the rest of your life."
Su Qiao shifted into a different sitting position, found a more comfortable posture, leaned against the back of the chair, and closed her eyes to rest.
Looking at that perfect face before him, Chu Yihan was so furious that he could not speak for a long while.
"I invited you out, only to make myself suffer, didn't I?"
Su Qiao ignored him.
That man had treated her like just another dancer and tried to placate her. She had not even gotten angry yet!
The fact that she had come out to see him today was already generous of her. If he had any more complaints, he could forget about asking her out again.
Before long, the car stopped in front of a European-style mansion.
Wei Hong turned around and glanced at Su Qiao, who had her eyes closed. "Young Master, we're here."
Chu Yihan glanced out the window and suddenly flew into a rage. "Who told you to drive here?"
Wei Hong froze.
"Young Master, this is Alice Western Restaurant. Didn't you just say you wanted to come here for Western food?"
Besides, he had already been told to reserve a table yesterday!
"Did I say that?" Chu Yihan was in a foul mood. How could he be bothered with such details?
He only felt that Wei Hong was becoming more and more useless.
He turned to look at Su Qiao, who had already opened her eyes, and petulantly ordered, "Go to Yonghua Hotel.