When parting ways, Song Chaoge joked.
"Thanks."
Cao Jinse responded with a smile, thankful for the evening's hospitality, and then got in the car with Youmao.
"See you."
Youmao surprisingly greeted Song Chaoge politely.
Both sides parted and got into their cars.
"Miss, don't you want to say something?"
"..."
Glancing at Youmao sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror, Cao Jinse seemed somewhat helpless.
It's one thing to act as the driver, but to face sarcasm as well.
"You always complain that the food is terrible. Was today's meal to your taste? Are you still not happy?"
Youmao gently rubbed her stomach, clearly full, and asked back, "Is Miss happy?"
"Happy, of course."
Princess Cao responded without much thought, driving the car.
Indeed.
She wore a smile on her face throughout the evening.
"I don't believe it."
Youmao said confidently, "Miss must be unhappy. I can sense it."
"Sense?"
