When Qi Yao received Qi Haotian's call, she was soaking in a comfortable hot spring with the group of Arab women.
To her surprise, Qi Haotian actually asked her to have dinner together, and the place was set at a high-end steakhouse.
After spending nearly an hour dressing up carefully, she raised a proud smile in the mirror, Lin Weiyang, I will make you lose miserably, so that you will never have a chance to stand up again.
He smiled proudly and walked out of the villa door.
Since the steakhouse was not far from where she lived, she chose to walk.
Watching the scenery around him slowly receding, his heart beating faster and faster, Lin Weiyang, Lin Weiyang, how could a man like Haotian be so obsessed with you, a mistress he bought from a bar?
About ten minutes later, she stood at the door of the steakhouse and looked inside. Qi Haotian was already sitting and waiting in a corner. She felt happy again, with her breasts puffed out and the high heels under her feet making a loud noise as she walked.
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"Brother!" She shouted sweetly as soon as she stepped through the door, causing people around her to cast envious looks. Everyone wanted to have a rich and handsome brother.
Qi Haotian raised his head, closed the menu in his hand, and looked at Qi Yao, who was striding over, still frowning expressionlessly, "What took so long?" He could hear the displeasure in his tone, and Qi Yao didn't care."
Oh, because a friend was sick and I was still in the hospital when you called."
His expression was so sincere that it was hard to imagine that a lie could be told so easily.
Qi Haotian stopped talking and gave her a look to indicate for her to sit down.
"I ordered orange steak for you. I remember you liked it."
Qi Yao was stunned, the joy in her eyes was indescribable, "Brother...it turns out you still remember..."
He responded gently.
Soon, the fried steak was served, and the two began to eat. Since they were both born into wealthy families, the way they ate unknowingly revealed an elegance that was unmatched.
That is by no means incomparable to the education received by ordinary children.
Neither of them spoke. Qi Yao felt very bored and couldn't help but rack his brains to find a topic.
"Brother, how is Qi Heng doing lately?"
"Pretty stable."
"I heard that there will be another international fashion show in Paris next month. You should be invited too, right?"
"Um."
"I heard that Anne Maison of New York held a press conference in this city a few days ago. You attended the press conference on her behalf?"
Qi Haotian then raised his head, put down the tableware in his hands, picked up the wet wipes on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, "I heard you say last time, how many friends of Arab nobles have you made?"
"Yes...yes, brother, why did you suddenly remember to ask me this?"
"I need to find someone, but this person doesn't seem to be in China. You..."
Before he finished speaking, Qi Yao interrupted him unhappily. His expression turned cold and he stopped cutting the steak in his hands. "Brother, this person's name is Lin Weiyang, right?"
"She is your sister-in-law."
Qi Yao smiled, whether it was self-deprecating or something else. She looked at the outstanding man in front of her sullenly, "What is the best thing about me that is not as good as her, my appearance, my life experience, my social skills, or my skills in bed?"
"Sign the bill in my name."
Qi Haotian picked up his suit, without even looking at Qi Yao, and planned to pick up the car and leave.
When walking around the corner of the basement, Qi Yao could no longer bear it and hurried over. She hugged him from behind, tears overflowing from her eyes.