Ming Rusheng's bold words sent a shiver across Lu Lian's spine, and she felt her mind going blank and throat getting dry under his intimidating gaze.
She heard him say again, "But today, I would be a gentleman who wouldn't turn you into a mess. You can relax."
Lu Lian, whose hands already gripped the wine glass tightly, had a sip of wine trying to calm herself down. 'This man sure is a smooth, bold talker. Always catch me off guard.'
Ming Rusheng didn't mess with her more as later he had something important to talk to her about. The dinner arrived, and they had it peacefully while talking about the things here and there and about their families.
"How is Lan?" Lu Lian asked.
"You must know more about her than me. She doesn't have time to call her brother," Ming Rusheng replied.
