Zhao Qiang was about to sit next to Wang Ke'er when he saw that Wayne, who had been to the apartment last time, was sitting beside her already.
"Get out of my way," Zhao Qiang said unhappily. "You don't even know how to drink in her stead. Do you think you're worthy of sitting here?"
Wang Ke'er could not help but laugh. "It has only been a short while, yet your temper has gotten worse."
Zhao Qiang immediately suppressed his emotions and sat down beside Wang Ke'er. He said, "How can that be? You drive my emotions."
Wang Ke'er laughed as if she just heard something funny. "Oh, really? When you took care of matters and left, was that you being controlled by me?"
Zhao Qiang lowered his head, his eyes filled with grievance. "Back then, I was not worthy of you, so... Sister, do you still want me?"
Wang Ke'er was amenable to coaxing but not coercion, so she did not bother to argue with him. She said, "That will depend on your performance."
