Chen Tang handed a black scarf over to Qin Yao, who seemed somewhat befuddled as she held it in her hands, a look of confusion on her face.
"Chen Tang, what do you mean by this?"
Chen Tang gave a faint smile, "Didn't you ask me to keep you company? Hehe, isn't it more exciting if you put on this black scarf? We could do a lot of things on this romantic night, don't you think?"
This guy Chen Tang, who was quiet during his college days, had recently been full of crafty ideas. Qin Yao was unsure of what mischief he was up to and hesitated, "Maybe we shouldn't? Isn't it nice just being face to face like this?"
Tonight, after all that had happened, all Qin Yao cared about was the money on Chen Tang.
As she spoke, Qin Yao tried to reach for Chen Tang's neck again.
But Chen Tang shook his head, "No! I find looking into your eyes a bit awkward, you know, I'm already married... I have a wife at home... If you're not willing, then forget it, I should go home!"