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Huo Yunting looked at her for a moment, and then moved the glass away from her without a word. "Warm milk!" He cried.

Soon, a maid brought in a cup of milk and presented it gracefully to Lu Zhaoyang. She sipped on it without hesitation.

To Huo Yunting, impressing a girl was effortless. He did not even have to do anything for women to flock to him.

The woman in front of him right now, however, was the only exception. The only he could subdue her was by making threats.

Huo Yunting had only just begun on his plate when Lu Zhaoyang put down her fork. She wiped her mouth and threw a flat glance at him. "Enjoy your dinner. The mood is better that way, trust me."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to check out the clothes you bought for me and see if you have good taste."

Huo Yunting could hardly say no to that excuse, so he watched as Lu Zhaoyang left him at the dinner table.