Song Wei did not say anything. She reached out her hand and gestured with her fingers again, looking at him expectantly.
Lu Chengchen glanced at her coldly. "No."
"Impossible!" Song Wei's expression suddenly changed. She reached out to grab the pocket of his trousers, where his wallet was. She gritted her teeth and said, "The great CEO Lu of the Hua Lu Group, spends more than 500,000 on a meal. I don't believe you don't have 500,000!"
Lu Chengchen did not expect Song Wei, who had always been polite, to suddenly pull his pants in front of everyone. While he was stunned, he reflexively grabbed her wrist.
"Song Wei, stop fooling around!" He chided.
Song Wei was desperate now and only wanted to use the money to save her grandfather. The man's warning was nothing to her.
She was making a big fuss, and Lu Chengchen was not someone who would admit defeat. He held her wrist with one hand and locked her in his arms with the other, not giving her a chance to move.
The people on the other side were also paying attention to this side.
Seeing the two of them hugging each other tightly, Jiang Manxue had a complicated expression and bit her lip.
Pei Heng looked at Lu Chengchen and Song Wei with interest and whistled teasingly. "Chengchen and Sister-in-law are so open!"
Song Wei regained her senses and realized what she had done in front of everyone. Her face turned red.
Lu Chengchen's eyes were filled with anger. He glanced coldly at Pei Heng and dragged Song Wei to a corner.
The balcony was empty.
Away from the noisy music, the night breeze was cold. With a bang, Song Wei was suddenly pressed against the wall by Lu Chengchen. Her back was pressed against the cold ceramic wall, and in an instant, she felt cold all over.
Cold sweat gradually formed on her forehead. Lu Chengchen pressed her down tightly and his angry, hurried and low voice sounded above her head.
"Song Wei, you're getting more daring, aren't you?"
His voice was gritted.
Song Wei lost her confidence.
She had already used up all her courage when she was pulling Lu Chengchen's pants. She lowered her head and pressed her hands tightly against the man's firm chest. She swallowed nervously. "I-I just need money…"
"Need money?" Lu Chengchen scoffed coldly, unable to suppress his anger.
His slender fingers gripped Song Wei's chin tightly, forcing her to look up at him.
Song Wei was forced to meet his gaze. There was fear in her watery eyes, but there was also the stubbornness to not retreat.
Lu Chengchen slowly narrowed his eyes.
He took his time to press down on Song Wei. His thin lips suddenly stopped at the tip of her nose and he exhaled a breath of cold air. "I'm really curious about what kind of money could make Mrs. Lu lose her composure in public and become so cheap."
Song Wei's hand that was pressed against his chest tightened. She gritted her teeth and remained silent.
She did not want to tell him the truth. Deep down, she did not want him to know how difficult her situation was.
This was the only pride she had left.
"Mr. Lu, 500,000 is a small sum to you. Miss Jiang is still waiting for you outside. Can't you send me away earlier?" She raised her face and put on her signature bright smile again.
Her smile was so fake.
Lu Chengchen let go of her with interest. It was obvious that he no longer had the intention to suppress her.
He walked deep into the balcony and sat down on a white garden chair. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and put one in his mouth. The orange flame from the lighter instantly lit up his side profile.
After lighting the cigarette, he took a deep puff and squinted at Song Wei through the green smoke.
"It's not like I don't have 500,000, but why should I give it to you?"