Cheng Huan chuckled lightly and there were only too much dotingness in his eyes. “What? Are you turning me down again?”

Cheng Huan turned to look at Jiang NingNing, sitting next to Chi Ying and smiled at her. “Hey there, beautiful, why don’t you trade your seat with me, hmm?”

Chi Ying has not had a lot of contact with Cheng Huan but she had a pretty good idea what kind of person he was from reading the book. 

He was ruthless and atrocious, like a tyrant back in the feudal era. He was incapable of possessing even a shred of kindness. If she turned down the rose and the ring, the young man in front of her would probably be faced with terrible fate as well. 

Chi Ying looked at him. The waiter was around 25 or so. He was very light-skinned and when he talked, his voice was timid and quivering. 

The roses in his hands were delicate as though water would drip from it at any time. There were petrichor among the layers of petals.

Tong JiaShu’s eyes moved around and then said, “But I am a little confused. Didn’t you go above and beyond to bed Boss Lu for the sake of resources? But now you are not asking for resources. Did you bed him for his look?”

“Let’s talk about something else…” Shu Bai changed the subject and seemed to look less pale. Even her eyes seemed to have become livelier. “JiaShu, how have you been all these years?”