"And besides, not just any big shot, but a big shot among big shots," Lin Murong said earnestly.
"I don't think so," Su Yinhe also said earnestly.
"Why?"
"Because she always seems a bit panicked behind her composure. Of course, it might be because you're too enthusiastic and scared her," Su Yinhe glanced at him; he sure could talk.
Very enthusiastic.
Truly suited to be a waiter at Haidilao.
"How could that be. I was just as enthusiastic last time, and Grandma wasn't frightened by me, I've actually been holding back this time," Lin Murong did not agree with Su Yinhe's view.
"Then... shall we fight?"
Su Yinhe rolled up his sleeves.
Lin Murong: "..."
He slowly backed away a few steps, "You can't play like that, Galaxy. I... have something else to do, I need to go." After saying that, Lin Murong ran off as if being chased by ghosts.
He still had bruises from being beaten by Su Yinhe that hadn't faded.
How could he dare to fight with Su Yinhe again?
