Su Qiao felt around for her cup, took a sip of juice, and said, "Looks like your life isn't going so well either."
Chu Yihan didn't like hearing that.
He smoothed the few strands of hair over his forehead back behind his head and laughed arrogantly. "Ha! My life isn't going well? What are you talking about?"
"I've got family status and connections, people working under me, and plenty of money. I can eat, drink, have fun, and do whatever I want every day."
"In this entire Haicheng, who would dare not show me, Chu Yihan, some respect? Who doesn't envy me, Chu Yihan? My life is so comfortable, I can hardly describe it."
"You little girl, you've never seen much of the world. You don't know who I am or how powerful my background is in Haicheng, so that's why you said something so laughable, right?"
"You have an awful laugh. If you don't want to laugh, then don't." Su Qiao only glanced up at him before lowering her head and continuing to eat.
Chu Yihan's hand stopped halfway through combing his hair, as though someone had pressed a pause button.
After a moment, he lowered his hand and rolled his eyes at her, looking as though she didn't know a good thing when she saw one. "You little blind one, you can't even see, so how do you know my laugh is awful?"
"I'm one of the most handsome men in Haicheng. Even if I didn't pay them, women would swarm all over me like bees and butterflies. If I smiled, some women would even pay me just to be with them. How dare you say my laugh is awful? Do you even know what it means to look good?"
"I don't know, and I can't see either."