Looking at the young man's arrogant demeanor, Ye Ling really wanted to rush over and give him a hard slap.
But in the end, he restrained himself. Just looking at that self-righteous face made people's teeth and hands itch.
"I said, it's not for sale!"
Ye Ling spoke with a heavy voice, then got up, and Xiao Bai took the opportunity to jump onto Ye Ling's shoulder, causing the woman reeking of strong perfume to stare with wide eyes.
"Wow, it's so pretty, so well-behaved, Da Ling!"
The woman clung to the young man's arm, cooing continuously, like the waves in the sea, constantly churning up the waters, utterly wave-like.
Ye Ling, who was preparing to settle the bill and leave, found the young man blocking his path, smiling coldly at him, "Let me tell you, don't refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit later!"
