It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. The more Chu Yihan talked, the more aggrieved he felt, and the more unfairly he felt she had treated him.
"Do you even understand? You almost became a blind and mute person. In the future, I might have to search for you in garbage dumps or under bridges."
Su Qiao was amused by him. "Hehe, if I really went searching for food in garbage dumps and lived under bridges, why would you still come looking for me?"
"I...?" Chu Yihan was rendered speechless by her one sentence.
"That's true. I've been spending too much time with you, and my brain has started malfunctioning too. Looks like I really need to stay farther away from you in the future."
After saying that, he didn't linger any longer. With a cold expression, he took several large strides down the steps and climbed into his car.
"Young Master." Wei Hong had been waiting in the car. He turned his head and glanced in Su Qiao's direction.
He still couldn't understand how Young Master had ended up locking horns with this dancer.
No matter how beautiful or talented she was, she was still a dancer!
A dancer—so long as someone had money and offered enough benefits, she could be bought to do anything. Why was she worth so much effort?
"Let's go back."
"She's infuriating me! She's really infuriating me! I've never seen such an ungrateful woman!"
Chu Yihan was afraid that if he didn't leave now, he would actually work himself into a serious illness.
He had spent all these days busy reorganizing his businesses, hoping to earn more money so that he could negotiate with Third Master Zhu in the future. But she had the nerve to refuse to give him even