"Do I look like someone who wouldn't care about such trivial matters?"
"Of course!" Mo Shangjun praised without missing a beat, "You are generous and understanding, with unparalleled beauty. There's no way you're such a petty person."
Mo Shangjun's ability to say such insincere words was getting smoother, without the slightest hint of guilt.
"Then you've got it wrong," Ya Tianxing said flatly.
"Oh."
The insincere mask wasn't working, so Mo Shangjun decided to give up.
But to her surprise, the next second, Ya Tianxing asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"…" A perfect example of getting caught in your own trap.
After discussing like good friends, they finally, in unison, chose a barbecue restaurant.
Ya Tianxing seemed very familiar with Yuncheng and the surrounding towns, so he led the way directly, turning left and right, until they arrived at a barbecue restaurant.
