179: Do You Really Have a Choice?

Do You Really Have a Choice?

Huo Yunting did not reply. He took a look at the melon seeds, and then began to peel them.0

Lu Zhaoyang was speechless.

He's really going to eat them.

As expected, you can't expect him to do his job.

"Can I leave first?" Lu Zhaoyang asked helplessly. "Don't forget to sign the documents."

"What's the rush? Finish these first." Huo Yunting pushed the peeled melon seeds to her.

She smiled in puzzlement. "You were peeling eggs in the morning, and now you are peeling melon seeds. Do you really think you can change things like this? If I stabbed you in the gut and then apologize, will you forgive me for it?"

Huo Yunting tightened his grip. When he opened up his palm again, the tiny melon seeds were crushed.

"I was only telling the truth to Huo Chen, so that he will give up on you. What's wrong with that? Besides, why are you so angry? I'm curious. If I tell the world about our relationship right now, will you vomit blood and die on the spot?"

In fact, he really wanted to know how she would react in that situation.

Some things could never be kept secret forever, but now was not the time to reveal their relationship.

Lu Zhaoyang's eyes burned with hatred at she glared at him. She turned around and left the office without a word.

She wanted to behave in front of Huo Yunting, but it was impossible. She was gradually becoming more and more defensive against his threats.

Slam!

Lu Zhaoyang slammed the door shut loudly. Huo Yunting watched her take leave calmly, and then tossed the crushed melon seeds into the bin.

He laid back in his chair for a while, and then took his phone out.

"Mu Lao Er, let's have dinner tonight. Remember to bring your lady."

When Lu Zhaoyang was back at her desk, she expected Huo Yunting to start his revenge tricks on her, but nothing happened.

However, toward the end of the day, she received a call from Huo Yunting. It was not from her desk landline, but her private cell phone.

We're still in the office. What does he want now?

She accepted up the call and heard the familiar and lazy voice of Huo Yunting.

"Let's have dinner together tonight."

She asked plainly, "Can I not?"

The reply came swiftly. "Do you really have a choice?"

He ended the call.

Lu Zhaoyang felt her grip tighten around her phone. What is he up to now?!

…

It was a Chinese restaurant with traditional decor. The four of them were seated at a wooden dining table. The waiters served them diligently.

Lu Zhaoyang was not feeling particularly hungry, but the exquisite dishes that continued to arrive at the table piqued her interest and appetite.

The dishes were all presentable, fragrant, and well-flavored. She had never realized that there was such a restaurant around here.

"Ms Lu, please help yourself! My favorite is the fish!"

Sitting beside Lu Zhaoyang was a young, pretty girl. She had short haircut and an energetic vibe. She had dimples whenever she smiled.

"I heard that you like prawns. They do them very very well in this restaurant!"

Ye Zhiyu passed a plate of prawns to her, and then winked at Huo Yunting. "Mr Huo, it's time to be a gentleman."

Lu Zhaoyang watched as Huo Yunting put on a pair of transparent disposable gloves, and then began to peel the prawns.

Since staring at Huo Yunting for so long was just inappropriate, she looked away and found Mu Xian carefully picking out the bones from a fish fillet before passing it to Ye Zhiyu.

Lu Zhaoyang felt taken aback. The playboy had never fancied any woman over others. Since when did he become to attentive to one particular lady?

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