“Eating seafood?” Vincent White was slightly stunned for a moment before he suddenly laughed indulgently which his laughter was so genuine and cheerful, and it was different from his usual fake smile. “Leila Hunter, you won't get away with it!”
“I don’t run away!” Leila sighed in resignation. “Mr White, I don’t want, can we live in peace together?”
“Don’t want to be my woman?” He raised his eyebrow and his cool face was stunned for a while, he was really handsome and under the eyebrow, there were a pair of dark eyes which were cold and shining.
Such a look of Vincent had made Leila suffocate, but she still said softly, “If there is a choice, I really don’t want to!”
“Why?”
“You are too dirty!”
Upon hearing, he then pursed his thin lip and snorted coldly, “Leila, you have already attracted me and the more you behave like this, I am more reluctant to let you go, what should I do?”
“But I’m not interested in Mr. White at all!” Leila argued coolly, “If you really want to do that, I'll accept it as it's an obligation as a wife, but I also have a condition, no matter how you play, you just don’t bring them back home, that's my baseline, is that okay?”
With his long and slim fingers holding the steering wheel even tightly, Vincent laughed lightly, a sense of meaningful smile could be found on his handsome face, he didn’t answer her but instead gave her a rhetorical question, “Don’t you want to marry me?”
“You don't really want to marry me either!” Leila spoke so calmly, and it was hard to find her emotion. “Sorry, I don’t like men like studs!”
“Fake mind matches pretending, don’t we match well?” Vincent gave a lazy smile.
“Does it matter if we are a good match?” Leila pursed her lips.
The car stopped in front of a seafood restaurant, “How about here?”
Leila looked at the signboard--- Seah Restaurant.
“It's too expensive here!” She said honestly.
“Hahaha…” In the end, what she said just caused his laughter.
Leila was a little annoyed but she didn’t get out of the car, and her small hands were clutching her bag.
“What's wrong?” Vincent turned around.
Only then Leila got out of the car, and then looked at him in a very tangled way before she said, “I don't have money!”
“You think I'm letting you treat me?” Vincent was a little stunned.
Leila tooted, “I'm afraid you trick me!”
“Don't worry, I haven't done anything like making a woman pay for a meal!” Vincent laughed lightly and walked over while taking her hand in his.
Ugh!
Leila jerked her hand but he gripped it even harder.
His palm was so big that it completely wrapped around her small hand. His palm was warm and dry, and it is dirty too. She instinctively pulled her hand away, but he held it tightly again and walked through the restaurant lobby before going into a private room.
“Leila.” Vincent’s voice sounded beside her and she looked up when she only realized that only two of them in this beautifully decorated room.
“I’m wondering if you’re really afraid of me.” After finishing his words, Vincent then revealed a sly smile.
She was afraid of him! She disliked him too! “I’m not used to being led, I’m not a puppy!”
“Hahaha…” he laughed and he seemed to be in a good mood today.
Seeing her sullen face, Vincent finally let go of her hand after she jerked her hand for many times.
She walked to the table and sat down. Then, she took wet wipes from her bag, pulled one out and started to wipe her hands. Thinking about the hand which was held by him just now, she was wondering how dirty it could be since he might not wash his hands and he might hold the other women’s hands. She lost her appetite. But she dared not to resist him fiercely in consideration of his threat.
Vincent took a few steps closer when he saw her movement, he narrowed his eyes, his smile which was sly now turned to be more sinister, “You do have quite a lot of habits!”
Did he understand the meaning of wiping hands?
Leila felt a slight pressure above her head and she became more depressing in the quiet space.
Vincent didn’t say anything else but Leila noticed that his expression had returned to normal. He then sat next to her and snapped his fingers when the door opened and a waiter came in with a menu.
“Just order what you want to eat!” Vincent said.
Looking at the menu, ‘every dish was so expensive! Even the cheapest one cost several tens.’ She then ordered the cheapest one and said, “Have a plate of shrimp dumplings!”
Vincent was shocked as he looked at the two cheapest dishes she ordered. He then took the menu and added a few more. Leila frowned, what he ordered was enough to cover her living expenses for a few months at her school.
As the waiter left, Vincent spoke, “Your sister just ordered expensive ones when we were out!”
Leila froze and lowered her head. “I'm not my sister!”
Vincent smiled slyly, his eyes were narrowed, they were deep yet dark which nobody can see through “You mean, you won't mess around with anyone! Or you won't let anyone get a video of it?”
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the writing is quite childish, but maybe it's just the translations...