"Miss Yale, let me check for you, reliable or not, right?"
Jasmine Yale laughed, isn't he just trying to take advantage of the situation?
"Mr. Zaila, have you ever checked for yourself? When will you get married?" Jasmine asked casually.
"I did..." Derrick Zaila lowered his voice, "I lack you in my life."
"Mr. Zaila, have you ever calculated when you will start to feel itchy all over, so uncomfortable that you can't stand it?"
Derrick Zaila didn't quite catch Jasmine's words and grinned, "Whenever I see Miss Yale, I'm extremely uncomfortable…"
After drinking a glass of wine, Derrick Zaila became more daring, staring straight at Jasmine Yale.
Jasmine Yale took a sip of her drink and did not answer.
After a while, Derrick Zaila felt itchy.
Soon, hives appeared on the back of his hand, little red spots one after another.
"Waiter, waiter!" Derrick Zaila called out loudly.
He was having an allergic reaction!
