Qin Wang was at a loss.
It seemed she must be fine, at least she still had the energy to be angry.
"I have a dinner with Uncle Song tonight; he asked me to see if you'd like to join us," Qin Wang said.
"No," she blurted out without a second thought.
Not to mention she wasn't feeling well today, even if she were in perfect health, she wouldn't want to join them for some boring business dinner.
Qin Wang had anticipated her response.
So, he didn't press the issue.
Instead, he changed the subject, "After the dinner, there's a private auction, and apart from jewelry, there's also a limited edition platinum bag that I think you'd be interested in."
Song Yan opened her eyes, "...Which one?"
"The one you posted in your friends' circle."
After a long silence, Qin Wang spoke again, "It seems I was mistaken then, never mind."
"Hey!" Song Yan propped herself up with her elbows, looking at Qin Wang who was heading for the door.
Qin Wang's words had indeed piqued her interest.
