"You might not understand me very well," Huo Mutian said, raising his hand and making a climbing gesture. "I'm someone who likes to rise to the challenge."
Wen Qiao was amused by him and dropped her aloof facade, "Do all men of your status have the same problem, that 'a woman who doesn't like me? Great, you've got my attention' mentality?"
Huo Mutian chuckled lightly, "No longer playing it cool?"
"If you like, I can keep it up."
"I'd rather you didn't. You're cuter when you're not putting on airs."
A waiter passed by with desserts, and Huo Mutian waved him over, taking a small piece of cake and placing it before Wen Qiao, "The desserts for the banquet are specially made by pastry chefs from France. Have a taste."
"Such extravagance?" Wen Qiao was a little surprised.
Huo Mutian smiled and gave a noncommittal response.
