His face suddenly turned unamused. He was mulling over her words in his head before his eyes narrowed. "Have dinner with me."
Qian Meng stared at him blankly. They had just fought and called each other out. What was going through this man's mind? "What?"
"Have dinner with me," he repeated, his black eyes shockingly appealing.
"Be serious." Qian Meng sighed.
"I am serious," he insisted.
"I can't have dinner with you." She is almost offended when he looks surprised. He must think he is a boon to womankind. Or he has never been rejected before.
"Why not?" he questioned. There is no way he was that stupid. "Despite our differences, we have similar paths to success. I don't see why we can't have dinner together."
"A dinner implies that both of us should be single. It almost sounds like a date." He shrugged.
