"Mr. Qin, have you really thought this through?" An'an's gaze turned icy.
"I've thought about it very clearly," Qin Yuzhou answered with certainty.
"Well then, Mr. Qin, don't blame me for being impolite," An'an said, her tone taking a 180-degree turn.
"What do you want to do?" Qin Yuzhou asked.
An'an flipped through her phone, bringing up an image for Qin Yuzhou to see for himself.
Seeing the image that was playing on An'an's phone, Qin Yuzhou turned his head to look to his right.
The image displayed on An'an's phone was of this very direction, and it was live.
An'an had secured herself from being overheard by Qin Yuzhou, yet she was the one spying on and recording him!
"Mr. Qin probably doesn't know that this restaurant is quite famous in the circle for secret rendezvous; many people come here to date. What Mr. Qin also doesn't know is that the restaurant's owner is a friend of mine."
"Is this why you asked me to meet you here?"
