Duan Feihan fiddled with his black cufflinks in the dark, and casually asked, "Do you want to join me?"
Bai Chuwei laughed, "Hanhan, why would I join you for a dinner with an important client?"
"The person on the other side is a woman, and she has her eye on me."
"What does it matter if she has her eye on you? You don't have your eye on her," Bai Chuwei said, snorting dismissively at the thought.
Duan Feihan nodded, "I indeed have no interest in her, I..."
Bai Chuwei: "You're only interested in work."
She understood Duan Feihan's persona better than anyone, the archetypical villain who only loves work.
Duan Feihan: "...Aren't you afraid I might also take a fancy to her and no longer be your underling?"
Duan Feihan's eyes, dark as night, fixated on her.
Bai Chuwei suddenly felt a twinge of concern and changed her tune, "Alright, I'll go with you."
As the two entered the reserved private room.
