Can't Walk

"From somewhere." Ming Ze answered the woman's question with a vague answer.

"Your way of avoiding questions is always the same," Jian Wuxin said, visibly annoyed at his answer.

It was the same as when she asked if it was really him who cooked the dishes at this table.

In her drunken state, she began to show her emotions instead of responding indifferently.

Ming Ze smiled and said, "sometimes there are things that don't need to be said. Are you very curious, Miss Jian? You know, being curious about anything to a man tends to be dangerous for a woman."

She gave him a chance to tease her in her angry way, why not.

"Huh!" The woman snorted softly in response.

"If you have enough, I'll buy it, you can call the price whatever it is," she said, trying to be nonchalant again.

"So you want to keep it too?" Ming Ze couldn't help but smile at that.