Ye Fengsheng's words were gentle, yet carried an invisible pressure. After speaking, he glanced at Qin Chaoyu across from him and asked, "Did you eat well?"
At first, she was angry. After dining together, Qin Chaoyu was very displeased. But Ye Fengsheng had already accomplished what he intended. Of course, she couldn't do anything to make things better. Her anger was hard to articulate. Ye Fengsheng asked such an odd question that Qin Chaoyu left unusually, unwilling to say, "Infuriating."
"Then let's go," Ye Fengsheng said half-jokingly as he stood up, "You're a celebrity. You're so eye-catching. Being with you is quite stressful."
"Isn't Mr. Ye a celebrity?"
Qin Chaoyu retorted, standing up.
Ye Fengsheng smiled and said, "Where am I a celebrity? That's just a personal title."
Suddenly pausing, Qin Chaoyu looked at Ye Fengsheng's profile, "I'm not a celebrity, can you accompany me?"
Ye Fengsheng didn't turn back, just waved his hand.
