How many people dreamt of dining alone with Meng Die? If anyone were ever personally invited by Meng Die, they would be ecstatic.
However, what Meng Die found unbelievable was that her invitation had been rejected by Ding Fan.
At that moment, Meng Die looked at Ding Fan, her lips slightly curling upwards. "Mr. Ding, are you afraid I might eat you up?" she teased.
"Tonight, Mr. Ding is accompanying me; he has no time to dine with you," Mu Zi retorted, clinging to Ding Fan's arm as she spoke to Meng Die.
Meng Die smiled at Mu Zi and said, "Since Mr. Ding is so busy, then let's forget the meal. The president of our auction house wants to meet with Mr. Ding tomorrow morning. I hope you won't be late."
Having said that, Meng Die winked at Ding Fan and then pushed open the door to his room and walked out.
Watching Meng Die leave, Mu Zi made faces, but Ding Fan fell into deep thought.