"What a coincidence?" Chen Jiahai, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, extended his hand towards Luo Ziling with a smile, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Luo and Huihui here."
Luo Ziling's hands were full, carrying plates, so he had to put one down before he awkwardly said, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Chen here."
After a brief handshake, Chen Jiahai turned to Ouyang Huihui and said, "Huihui looks really beautiful today, just like a goddess."
"Does a woman not dress to please herself?" Ouyang Huihui, holding a grudge from the last time Chen Jiahai disrupted her birthday party, replied unkindly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, we're going to eat now and won't disturb your meal."
Chen Jiahai hadn't expected Ouyang Huihui to respond like that, making it clear she dressed up for Luo Ziling, and was unwilling to give him face, rejecting further conversation. This infuriated Chen Jiahai.
However, his face stiffened for just a moment before he recovered his composure.
