Lin Baici stepped closer to Jiang Yitong, radiating an intimidating presence.
Jiang Yitong took another half-step back, but the next second, she felt that made her look too weak, so she stepped forward again and stared at Lin Baici.
She was sending him a message: You can glare all you want. I'm not afraid!
But Jiang Yitong didn't realize that although she thought playing poker with Lin Baici hurt, she didn't actually mind doing it again.
That was the power of being handsome and rich. It really earned you points.
Even though she disliked Lin Baici, Jiang Yitong had fantasized the night before about how amazing it would be if he really became her boyfriend. She'd be so proud to bring him out, and so many girls would be green with envy!
"Come on, let's go have lunch together!"
Lin Baici planned to give Jiang Yitong a present after they ate, as compensation—and also as a reward for not telling Wang Fang about what had happened.
"I don't need you to treat me!"
Jiang Yitong insisted, "Since you're here, I'm going to check out in a bit. Remember to go to the hotel front desk and get the money back for the unused nights."
Jiang Yitong didn't want to skip staying in the presidential suite only for Lin Baici to have paid for it anyway. That would be such a waste.
She'd hate to see the money go to waste.
"I'm not checking out. Stay or don't, it's up to you!"
Lin Baici unlocked his phone. "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm not hungry!"
Jiang Yitong went back to the bedroom to pack her things. She'd taken a few steps when she stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Baici, hesitating.
"What is it?"
Lin Baici frowned. "If you