As Qiao Yaruan walked in a daze, someone suddenly slapped her on the shoulder. She frowned and turned around. She immediately came face-to-face with an irritatingly handsome mug.

“What do you want?”

“It’s still early, let me take you out on a walk.”

“Heh, don’t you understand the human language? Or had I not made myself clear?” Qiao Yaruan scoffed and continued forward.

“Today’s my birthday,” Feng Feng said suddenly. However, his voice no longer held its usual cold elegance.

Qiao Yaruan paused, this was the first time she had ever heard him speak to her in such a civilized manner. She stopped walking and turned back to him. “Happy birthday.”

Feng Feng took two steps forward in front of her and stretched out his arms. “A birthday present.”

Qiao Yaruan heard his words and nearly choked on her own spit. She had met shameless people before but she has never met anyone quite as shameless as him. He had actually stretched his arms out and asked for a present.

“You don’t have a gift for me, right? Come have a meal with me and consider it a celebration. What do you think?” Feng Feng asked. He did not wait for Qiao Yaruan to reply and dragged her away instead.

“Hey…” Qiao Yaruan stared in bewilderment. The depths of this man’s shamelessness has truly deepened.

Shui Anluo played for almost half a day in the flower field before she reluctantly left and was dragged into a somewhat artsy-looking hotel.

The hotel was not very big and would be considered the size of a small restaurant back in their home country. However, it was perfectly exquisite and there was a wreath of flowers on the windowsill which emitted a sweet fragrance.

Even the chairs were filled with an exquisitely carved floral design.

Chu Ningyi spoke in fluent French to the proprietress. Shui Anluo could not understand a single word and could only prop her chin up as she listened to him.

His voice was cool. Some would say that French was the world’s most romantic language and Shui Anluo felt a little jealous that he was speaking it to someone else.

Shui Anluo took the little darling out from his stroller and placed him on her thigh. The little darling reached his little arms out and clawed the little flowers on the table as he gurgled with laughter.

Shui Anluo watched as Chu Ningyi finished speaking to the proprietress who then left. She blinked as she looked at Chu Ningyi who was drinking some water and exclaimed in admiration, “Brother Chu, how is it that you can do everything?”

“Because you can’t do anything,” Chu Ningyi replied matter-of-factly.

Shui Anluo’s expression changed a little. She gave him full marks for his reason.

“What did you say to her?” Shui Anluo promptly changed the topic.

“I ordered the aioli and bouillabaisse from this place. They’re both local delicacies,” Chu Ningyi replied indifferently.

“Wait, wait,” Shui Anluo detected the issue. “Why did you order that for me?”

Chu Ningyi smiled mysteriously and continued to sip his water.

“I understand that aioli thing, aren’t you just mocking my taste? But that bouillabaisse can’t be just for me.” Shui Anluo frowned.

Chu Ningyi raised his brow as if to say: Can’t you realize it on your own?

“They say that fish soup can help to nourish the brain.” Chu Ningyi decided to give her the answer instead of letting her guess on her own.

Shui Anluo was stunned for three whole minutes before she realized what he meant.

Who said that women would be treated like queens during dating? They should show themselves, she guarantees that she would not beat them to death!

Shui Anluo icily stared at the woman in front of her and angrily said, “Brother Chu, let me tell you that if you keep doing this, you’ll never get a wife.”

“I have you and that’s enough. Wives are of no importance.” Chu Ningyi replied indifferently.

Shui Anluo smacked her forehead on the table. She has been killed in action.