This Meal Is My Treat

“Junior!!! Why did you have to retort to him every word? Don't be too impatient," Qun-Qi, standing on the young woman's side, hurriedly said to stop her junior once again, frowning thoughtfully before turning to Zheng-Fu and saying, “Young Master Zheng-Fu, I'd like to apologize on behalf of my junior. I hope Young Master won't be angry with her,” Qun-Qi said with a slight bow to show the sincerity of her words.

“Beautiful miss, don't talk to me like that. How can I dare to blame her? Besides, you don't even need to be very polite to me. I'm not a young master, but if you're interested, would you like to have a drink with me and my brother tonight?” Zheng-Fu said, giving the young woman a teasing expression as if he had not seen her in his sight and did not care for the feelings of the Artsy Water Sect’s disciples around him.

“You!!!”

“This guy #@$@#! How dare you say such a thing to senior?”

“Yes, yes, yes! Go die, you bastard!!!”