"I said I would treat you to street food four months ago, but then you didn't have the time," Wen Xiangyang chuckled, shaking his head. At that point, she had mistakenly identified Mu Lingqian as the main male escort of Mousse.
Upon hearing Wen Xiangyang's words, Mu Lingqian responded with a cold face, "You should eat less junk food in the future."
Wen Xiangyang pouted and snuggled up to Mu Lingqian's arm, cooing, "Young Master Mu, street food is far from junk. Please indulge me just once. I made a pledge to treat you to a meal, but I've yet to fulfill it. All I can afford is street food, please don't despise me."
Being pestered by Wen Xiangyang, Mu Lingqian squinted his eyes.
Wen Xiangyang was relentless, "Young Master Mu. Young Master Mu? Young Master Mu..."
She started singing Mu Lingqian's name as if it were a song. The squinting man icy responded, "You wanted to treat Mu Lingqian, not Young Master Mu."