Lou Yuming called Dai Ze to ask about Song Xi's current condition. Unexpectedly, Dai Ze replied, "Huh? Ge Baitao hasn't contacted me, so I don't know."
Lou Yuming: "..."
What's the use of you as an agent then?
His expression darkened, he hung up the phone, and tossed it onto the seat beside him.
Yao Yifan, sitting in the driver's seat, cleared his throat.
"If you have something to say, say it," Lou Yuming said impatiently.
"Sir, I think... since you're worried about Miss Song, why don't you call her yourself?"
Lou Yuming sneered, gesturing to his bandaged wrist, and gritted his teeth, "You want me to call her?"
Yao Yifan swallowed nervously. No one had ever dared to injure the sir before; Miss Song was the first.
"It wasn't intentional."
"I didn't expect you two to be so close. Are you speaking up for her?"
He said this out of the blue, making Yao Yifan break out in a cold sweat.
Yao Yifan felt danger approaching from all directions and quickly explained, "...Sir, I just want to help you with your worries."
Lou Yuming snorted. He naturally understood what he meant, but the thought of Song Xi's temper gave him a headache.
This little thing was now being spoiled by someone, becoming more sharp-tongued.
Could it be that Lu Chenyu? They had been getting quite close recently; he had to personally drive her back to A City.
Fine, Song Xi, you've got some nerve.
Ungrateful little wretch, after being away for so many days, forgetting everything he had told her was one thing, but bringing back something dirty. Let's see how he deals with her!
"Find out where she is now!"
"Yes!"
Five minutes later.
"Sir, Miss Song is at You Yan with Miss Ge Baitao. Shall we go over?"
Lou Yuming asked dangerously, "What do you think?"
...
At seven in the evening, the dinner bell rang precisely on time. Waiters in a long line, each carrying a dish, began serving the tables.
"Good evening, sir. Here is your Cannes top-grade caviar and seafood platter, as ordered."
"French 5A grade foie gras."
"Cheesy stuffed crab shell."
"Bocuse sea imperial with foie gras oil and truffle sauce."
"..."
Looking at the long line of waiters, Liu Mei was shocked and murmured to herself.
How much would this cost? This Song Xi is doing this on purpose!
Young Master Wang, however, didn't seem to care. No matter how expensive, it was just a dish. Even buying out the entire restaurant would only take a flick of his finger; he didn't think anything of it.
Seeing him still looking so composed, Song Xi raised an eyebrow and asked, "It seems Young Master Wang hasn't been here before."
Liu Mei immediately retorted, "Why, have you been here?"
Song Xi admitted, "No, it's my first time."
Then why are you acting so smug!
Young Master Wang glared at Liu Mei, "She's talking to me, why are you interrupting!" He then turned to Song Xi and said, "Restaurants like this are where you women like to hang out. I prefer bars. I know a fun place; I'll take you there after dinner, Xixi?"
Ge Baitao rolled up her sleeves, "Xixi is also something you can call her?"
Young Master Wang tutted, cursing inwardly: Ugly hag, still meddling even with a mask on!
Confirming he hadn't been there before, Song Xi flashed a brilliantly radiant smile, "Okay, after dinner."
Young Master Wang's heart skipped a beat.
See? She smiled at me! This woman has completely fallen for me!
A total of one hundred and twenty dishes were laid out on several tables. The other diners nearby were stunned by the spectacle.
How much... how much would this cost!
"Sir, your meals are all served. Please enjoy."
"Good, good, good." Young Master Wang was in a great mood now. He pulled out a thousand-yuan bill from his wallet and tossed it directly at the supervisor, "Thank you for your hard work."
The supervisor picked up the money with a forced smile, "It's our pleasure. By the way, I'd like to remind you that our business hours are until eight in the evening."
Young Master Wang didn't hear a word, his attention solely focused on Song Xi. He said, "Xixi, the dishes are all here. Eat whatever you want. Should I serve you?"
Liu Mei couldn't stand it anymore but didn't want to leave, fearing that if she left, Young Master Wang would truly be lured away by this little vixen Song Xi. So, she could only keep drinking water on the side, her face turning green.
"Okay." Song Xi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear; her movements were pure and unpretentious. "Then I'll trouble Young Master Wang to serve a little of each dish, using your chopsticks."
Young Master Wang was filled with excitement. See? She's sending me signals! She doesn't even mind that I've used these chopsticks before! Little flirt, I'll have you today!
Young Master Wang was enthusiastic, completely captivated, and beaming with joy.
Ge Baitao lowered her voice and whispered into Song Xi's ear, "Xixi, what exactly are you up to? Do you know how much this meal will cost? I don't have enough money; we won't be able to leave, will we?"
Song Xi looked ahead, her expression cold, without a hint of a smile, "We haven't even touched the chopsticks, why would we pay?"
Ge Baitao had an epiphany, "So you..."
On the second floor, Lou Yuming watched the scene, his hands clasped together, his well-defined fingers leisurely turning the ring on his finger.
He stared intently at Song Xi's figure, a slight curve to his lips.