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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nHe had already made it so obvious, and with her brains, she should understand that the dinner with Weng Meimei yesterday was purely for business.

nAt this time, shouldn’t she look a little happier or try to curry favor with him?

nWhy wasn’t she reacting at all? And her attention was still fixated on that damned spicy pickled fish.

n“What should I ask you?” Xuxu raised her head, looking confused as she stared at the young master beside her.

nShe really had no idea.

n“You…” Her innocent-looking eyes left Young Master Yan exasperated and flustered. At this crucial moment, his pride got in the way once more.

nHmph! Since you don’t care about what I do, why should I continue being nice to you? Especially since you keep ignoring me all the time!

n“Aren’t you going to ask me if I want to eat some spicy pickled fish?”

nHis original question was, ‘Don’t you have any questions about my relationship with Weng Meimei?’

nShe was dumbfounded! It turned out to be something so trivial.

nNoticing how worked up he was, she assumed it would be something important.

nXuxu responded sullenly, “I thought you didn’t like this dish?”

nShe picked up a piece of the tender fish and stuffed it inside her mouth. She was savoring the taste with a doe-eyed expression.

n“Just keep eating then.” Young Master Yan completely lost his appetite and he flung his chopsticks away. He got up and left the room.

nHe met a waitress outside and instructed her to help him get a pack of cigarettes.

nWhen Xuxu left the room, he was leaning lazily against the wall holding a lighted cigarette in his hand. His thick eyebrows were furrowed as if he was extremely frustrated.

nDid he suffer from mood swings like a woman does every month?

nIt was merely a few days, and his mood swings had come back again. She had only forgotten to ask if he wanted to share the fish…

nShe pondered for a moment before opening her mouth and saying resentfully, “I’ll treat you to dinner and order an entire plate of spicy pickled fish for you. Is that okay with you?”

nShe stomped angrily towards the direction of the stairs after saying her piece.

nHey! This stupid woman’s temper is getting worse!

nYoung Master Yan threw the half-smoked cigarette on the floor without a second thought and strode over to Wen Xuxu. “Check what time the movie starts and which theater it’s at.”

nHe was upset with himself the second he finished speaking. He was waving the white flag just like that?

nHis cell phone vibrated with an incoming text.

nHe took out his phone and glanced at the screen. The text was from Weng Meimei. ‘Third Master, the movie is at 3 p.m. Enjoy your date.’

nYan Rusheng flushed a little when he saw the text. Is it considered a date if a man wanted to watch a movie with a woman?

n“Are you watching the movie?” Xuxu turned to stare at Yan Rusheng in surprise.

nYoung Master Yan saw her and guiltily locked his phone.

nHe quickly masked his guilt by looking composed. “Do I look like someone who doesn’t keep his promises?”

nXuxu pressed her lips to refrain from commenting.

nShe rummaged for the movie tickets and took a glance. “It starts at 3 p.m. at Theater X. That’s close to my place.”

n“Mm.” Yan Rusheng looked at the time—it was almost 2 p.m. “We should be on time if we leave now.”

nHe held her hand and walked down the stairs.

nHe’d revealed a hint of his eagerness—Xuxu watched him in astonishment. At the same time, it gave Xuxu the courage to clear her doubts. “Yan Rusheng, were you trying to explain what really happened yesterday by inviting Weng Meimei for lunch just now?”

nHer heart pounded furiously the moment she asked the question.

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