"Alright!"
Ye Qiu didn't bother with whether Ning Rongrong's question was 'alright' or not; he shrugged indifferently and agreed.
His face held a smile that felt like a spring breeze.
Anyway, he wasn't the one paying.
As for the question of whether he was 'alright,' wouldn't it be easy to prove himself later by making her cry?
"Okay! Then let's go."
Seeing Ye Qiu agree, a hint of cunning flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and she chuckled inwardly.
Ye Qiu played along, showing a worried expression.
He reminded Ning Rongrong:
"Let's get this straight first; that place looks very expensive. You can't order too much, or I won't be able to afford it."
"Hmph! Don't worry! This young lady knows her limits; I won't eat you into poverty!"
Ning Rongrong patted her small chest.
As if remembering something, she fumbled around on herself a couple of times. So flat!
Instantly furious, she blushed and sheepishly put her little hand down.
In her heart, however, she had already made up her mind.
She wouldn't eat Ye Qiu into poverty, but she would eat Ye Qiu into bankruptcy!
Having made up her mind.
When they were halfway through eating, she would quietly order some signature expensive dishes to go and make a run for it!
The setting sun, its afterglow like a sword, hung across the horizon.
Before long.
Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong arrived together in front of the Suotuo Grand Hotel.
The scale was visibly high-class.
The steps were made of seamless, jade-like marble, perfectly smooth, and the door frame was inlaid with colorful gems.
The four receptionists at the entrance were also pleasing to the eye.
They looked to be around 20 years old.
Their heights were roughly the same, their faces were beautiful, their figures were tall, slender, and graceful, and they wore white floor-length dresses adorned with silver threads, giving them a touch of luxury. Their faces held professional, gentle smiles.
"Welcome to the Suotuo Grand Hotel!"
As the two walked into the hotel, the four young ladies spoke in unison with sweet voices.
Ye Qiu couldn't help but glance over, appreciating them briefly.
"Hmph! Lecher."
Following Ning Rongrong's cold snort.
Ye Qiu's gaze, which had been on their faces, shifted downwards to a certain area, and then he raised an eyebrow at Ning Rongrong.
"..."
Ning Rongrong clenched her teeth, feeling a tightness in her chest, her face darkening.
This scoundrel!
Why did he keep fixating on *there*?!
Even though she was annoyed, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to obediently walk inside.
Just as Ye Qiu and Ning Rongrong were heading to a private room, A Yin was alone, digesting the impact of the new, trendy knowledge Ye Qiu had brought.
In the boundless darkness.
Rapid breathing could be heard in the dead silence.
A Yin's soft hand gently pressed against her chest, curled up in the corner.
Her rosy lips parted, her face like a peach blossom, her eyes full of shyness and lingering charm.
That knowledge lingered in her mind.
Even now, her body was still warm, and she didn't feel cold in this boundless darkness. Her heart was a little restless, ashamed...
She couldn't help but think of Ye Qiu's wicked smile.
Meanwhile, Ye Qiu was leading Ning Rongrong, following behind a young woman, walking down a long corridor.
The walls on both sides were carved with dragons and phoenixes, as well as various soul beast reliefs. Every few steps there was a door, inlaid with crystal numbers that shimmered with color.
In front of each door stood a female attendant.
Ye Qiu feigned concern.
"I didn't expect there to be no public dining here."
"Relax, relax. This young lady said she wouldn't make you spend too much."
Ning Rongrong waved her hand, her face full of smiles.
"So, do I have to thank you?"
Ye Qiu rolled his eyes in annoyance.
He wasn't complaining about the private room being expensive; he was thinking about how to make his escape.
Led by the staff.
The two arrived at a small private room. The number on the door was 'Six'. Ye Qiu thought it was quite fitting, since he was about to become a 'number six' (a term for someone who betrays others).
The environment in the private room was simple enough.
A large warm-toned chandelier hung directly above the dining table.
In the corner, a piece of high-quality agarwood was placed, adding a touch of classical ambiance to the room.
As soon as they were seated.
Ning Rongrong grabbed the menu, looked at Ye Qiu with a smile, and asked, "Ye Qiu, since you're treating me to dinner, is it okay for this young lady to order?"
Ye Qiu said indifferently:
"This was meant to apologize to you. Just order whatever you want."
Although he said this, Ye Qiu's gaze still watched her somewhat nervously.
As for how much of that nervousness was real.
That was for the inexperienced little demoness to judge for herself.
Ning Rongrong was looking down at the menu, her eyes slightly raised, a hint of cunning appearing in them.
She was quite satisfied with Ye Qiu's performance.
Her finger, like a spring onion root, landed on the menu, gesturing twice.
She was quite professional.
"This stir-fried seasonal vegetables, this pan-fried hundred-year pig trotters, and this sweet and sour pork, and the clam and silver abalone soup..."
Ning Rongrong quickly rattled off a string of dish names.
She looked up at Ye Qiu, saw that his expression was normal, pondered for a moment, and then stopped adding dishes. She put down the menu in her hand and said to the female attendant beside her:
"Okay, that's it. Bring them up quickly."
"Yes, please wait a moment, distinguished guests."
The female attendant respectfully agreed and left with small steps.
"I didn't expect you to only order these few dishes."
Ye Qiu looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise.
He had originally thought that Ning Rongrong would just wave her hand and order everything on the menu.
It seemed he had underestimated Ning Rongrong a little.
But only by a tiny bit.
"Hmph! Isn't this young lady afraid you can't afford it?"
Ning Rongrong pouted, but chuckled inwardly.
The prices here weren't cheap, and she was just afraid of scaring Ye Qiu away directly.
All she had to do was order some dishes halfway through and then leave. She guaranteed Ye Qiu wouldn't be able to pay even if he took off his underwear!
Ye Qiu chuckled softly.
He didn't think that Ning Rongrong, this little demoness, would let him off so easily.
If he didn't make a move, he would be the one in trouble.
Looking at the tea placed on the table, a transparent glass teapot with a few thumb-thick ginseng roots soaking inside.
Ye Qiu's dark eyes shifted.
He picked it up and poured himself a cup.
Since he was leaving soon, he might as well have a drink of water.
Ye Qiu smiled and took a careful sip.
Slightly bitter, then sweet, the unique medicinal aroma of ginseng filled his mouth.
"Hey! Ye Qiu, why are you so impolite? You don't have any gentlemanly manners at all."
"Where's my tea?"
Ning Rongrong tilted her pretty face, her knuckles gently tapping on the table, her face full of arrogant posture.
Compared to Ye Qiu, she was much more impolite.
However, Ye Qiu thought that since he was about to rip her off for a large sum, he wouldn't bother with these small things.
"Alright, I'll pour you a cup right now."
"Hmph, good that you know your place."
Ning Rongrong wiggled her jade-like feet, propped her pretty face with her small hand, and slowly drank the ginseng tea.
While drinking tea.
Ye Qiu looked at Ning Rongrong's delicate face.
After a quarter of an hour, Ye Qiu had already drunk several cups of tea, but his gaze was still fixed on Ning Rongrong, not moving at all.
Ning Rongrong's little face was flushed, and she felt uncomfortable all over.
Seeing Ye Qiu pour himself another cup of tea, about to continue enjoying his tea and appreciating the 'flatness'.
Ning Rongrong finally couldn't stand it anymore!