Lu Hechen's eyes flashed with a cutting edge, and his voice was laced with laughter, "A man's innate abilities are generally not going to be wasted, how else can he make a woman happy, don't you agree?"
Weilan tugged at her lips, giving a smile that did not reach her eyes, "Indeed, Mr. Lu is so confident, why not keep it to yourself then!"
"Can't do that myself!"
Weilan glanced at him, her eyes cool, "Your left and right hand can manage just fine!"
"Weilan!" Lu Hechen ground out the two words through clenched teeth.
Unperturbed, Shen Weilan continued to look at him, chuckling, "Don't call out with such tender affection, it's giving me goosebumps!"
Lu Hechen: "..."
"Excuse me!" Weilan smiled, and as the waiter came over, she put down her wine glass, nodded slightly to Lu Hechen, left a faint smile behind, and turned to leave.
Lu Hechen watched her retreating figure, his gaze deepening.
