"I was just saying." Ling Xize said with a stern face.
Clenching her teeth, Chu Liangxia waved her hand generously, "Let's go, it's you who'll lose face anyway."
"..."
Ling Xize knocked on her head annoyedly.
However, he didn't force her to change her clothes.
Dressed in formal attire, Ling Xize took the casually dressed Chu Liangxia, who was in student attire, to a high-end restaurant he often visited.
"I want to eat grilled skewers."
After placing the order and handing the menu to the waiter, Chu Liangxia complained to Ling Xize, listless.
Ling Xize glanced at her and completely ignored her complaint.
He was already used to it.
When Chu Liangxia was in a bad mood, she liked to find fault with everything.
Even if he took her for skewers, she would probably have complaints.
Resting her chin on her hand, Chu Liangxia stopped nitpicking and instead picked up her phone to read the news.