Xu Qiaoqiao, finding these words comedic, suddenly burst into laughter.
She could tell that Lin Yicheng was repulsed by her.
But, for the agreed upon date, she had shown up, yet he was questioning why she was there?
Without saying a word, Lin Yicheng squinted his eyes. One of his arms draped over the back of the couch behind her, the pose both intimate and frivolous.
Then, he moved closer to her and blew out a puff of smoke.
The harsh smell assaulted her senses, forcing a cough out of Xu Qiaoqiao. She spoke up, "I have something I need to tell you privately."
A nasty comment from Lin Yicheng reached her ears, "What? You want to go on a date with me? But that's a bit difficult~"
