The two flirted and bickered, spouting teasing and risqué banter as they headed for the barbecue restaurant they visited last time.
"You sit for a while, I'll go get drinks."
"I want something cold."
Bai Ruyi said deliberately.
Wang Dahai laughed and said, "Fine, have something cold now, and tonight I'll let you have something hot."
Bai Ruyi huffed and glared, always finding herself outmatched in arguments with Wang Dahai.
Watching Wang Dahai bustling about, a faint smile hung on Bai Ruyi's face, and suddenly she felt as if she had grown much younger.
Wang Dahai handed her a bottle of cold drink, saying, "There's a place next door that sells delicious duck feet; I'll go buy some."
He casually took off his suit jacket and placed it on the chair.
Bai Ruyi glanced over nonchalantly, then suddenly felt something was off.
She looked again at the suit jacket, her brows gradually furrowing.
She grabbed the jacket, turned over the collar, and her smile disappeared.
