Jian Ai only pulled an indifferent smile and said, "I've known Uncle Chen for so long, but I haven't treated you to a meal. That's too ridiculous."
Chen Lei knew she was probably joking. He only chuckled. "You're busy with the company and school. Uncle Chen knows you're busy. Besides, there aren't so many worldly things between us."
In Chen Lei's eyes, no matter how successful Jian Ai was, she was still a child.
He had never pinned the hypocrisy of the adult world on Jian Ai. He also hoped that as Jian Ai worked hard in the business world, she would still maintain a childish innocence.
Jian Ai nodded obediently. "I know, Uncle Chen. But today, I'm just taking the opportunity to talk to you about something to treat you to a meal. Uncle Chen, don't think of me as a complicated person."
"Since you're talking about us, why can't we casually sit down for a meal?"
