He was so angry that he laughed. "Clara, are you still a woman?"
"Don't you know if I'm a woman or not?" When the elevator door opened, I walked in.
He followed up and stopped talking.
In the hot pot restaurant.
I ordered a lot of dishes. Looking at the dishes in the hot pot, Dennis was a little unhappy.
He didn't like hot pots. I always knew that. Because the restaurant was too noisy, but much importantly, he felt that hot pots tasted too strong and were not clean, so he rarely ate it.
As soon as the dishes were served, I was a little bored, so I simply played on my mobile phone.
He took my phone away and said, "Don't play on your phone. It's not good for your eyes."
I pursed my lips and said nothing.
I rested my chin in my hands and stared at the cooked dishes. Looking at his impatient expression, I couldn't help but say, "If you really dislike it, you can go to the restaurant next door. We can meet after eating."
I didn't mean anything else but just felt in that way everyone would be relieved. He looked at me coldly and said, "Eat quickly!"
His cell phone rang. He looked down and frowned. "I'll take a call!"
I nodded and watched him go out with his phone.
It didn't take long for the dishes to be served. I didn't wait for him but put food into the pot. It was more comfortable without any disturbance.
I looked up at Dennis and saw him getting into the car with the phone. He must have gone into the car to talk.
About ten minutes later, he came in again. Seeing that I was eating happily, he sat opposite me and had no intent to eat.
He just asked, "Marcus and Mario are going to celebrate tonight. Would you want to go?"
"Where?"
"The Joy Place!"
The Joy Place is the most extravagant in City P, where men spent so much while women made so much. I'm not interested in such places.
I said, "I don't want to go!"
He nodded. "Okay!"
Dennis really didn't like hot pot, so he didn't eat anything and just watched me eat.
I've almost finished eating. It's a pity that the dishes haven't been cooked yet, but I would not eat them if I packed and took them back.
I had no choice but to give up, looking at Dennis and say, "Go and pay!"
He got up and didn't say much. After paying at the front desk, Dennis pulled me out of the hot pot restaurant. He looked at me and said, "Are you tired? Have a walk?"
I shook my head. "No need!" Thinking that he had not eaten yet, I asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"I'm fine!" After a pause, he said, "Let's go back first!"
My phone suddenly rang. I sat in the passenger seat and answered the phone. It was Mario.
"Clara, is Dennis busy?"
I was stunned and shook my head. "No!"
He smiled and said, "We're in the Joy Place. Why don't you come and have a look?"
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