Finished speaking, Fu Chen took the menu from Qin Zeyu's hands and glanced over it, "This restaurant really isn't much. They don't even have a decent bottle of wine."
Wen Ran, "..."
And he's drinking? It's not even his treat.
Eventually, the man reluctantly pointed at the most expensive wine on the menu, "Just this one then, it'll do for a quick drink."
Wen Ran was annoyed inside.
Fu Chenlie was being so disrespectful, embarrassing her in front of Qin Zeyu.
But she couldn't get angry, she could only hold it in.
Qin Zeyu was in a good mood and smiled, "I planned to have dinner with Ranran, so I didn't intend to drink. I was only focused on finding a restaurant with good taste. Please bear with us. Another day, if we have a chance, I'll ask Ranran to invite you specifically for a drink."
Fu Chenlie looked at him expressionlessly.
Who is he to make plans for Mrs. Fu?!
His gaze was sharp, leaving Qin Zeyu puzzled—
What did he say wrong?