"No," he shook his head. "Just a pre-breakfast chuckle. You know how our culture emphasizes laughing and removing toxins from our body in the morning," he explained. He had no idea what he was talking about and evidently neither did the other two at the table. They looked at him like he was absolutely insane.
Bai Ye Qing dove in. The steak was slightly different from what he was used to. Oddly, it was slightly gamey but extremely delicious. There was a red wine sauce on the side as well.
His gaze landed on Mo Qingchen, who sat quietly and enjoyed his meal and he took a moment to watch the man. He had been compared to this billionaire and asked to see where he stood in comparison. So, that was what he did. Mo Qingchen did stand out. The restaurant was filled with people, each and every one of them extremely cultured and prominent but Mo Qingchen with his ruffled black mane and bottomless eyes was impossible not to notice.
