"The Lu Qixi of the past would never have agreed to such a demand," he chuckled again. "Of course, the me of the past wouldn't have made such a request either."
As Lu Qixi watched the handsome and scholar-like face of the man before her, her heart jolted unexpectedly.
She didn't know what came over her, but she suddenly found herself saying, "Okay, I agree."
Ning Yichen raised an eyebrow and turned around indifferently, "Let's go, it's time for dinner."
Lu Qixi was stunned in place.
This man... had just proposed that he financially support her one second ago, and the next second was casually inviting her to dinner?
"Ning Yichen!"
"What is it?" He turned his head to glance at her.
"I remember... you clearly had a date with a woman that day," Lu Qixi pursed her lips.
"Oh, that was just a front," he explained calmly. "Do you mind?"
"...No," she said weakly.
When she sat down at the dinner table, she suddenly felt somewhat dazed.
