"I wasn't sure at first." Sang Ning smiled thoughtfully, then continued, "But you kept secretly staring at us."
The other staff glanced at us when we walked in, curious but only for a moment before they continued working on their tasks.
You're different. From the moment I walked over, you were discreetly sizing me up, your eyes never leaving me. It felt like you'd been waiting here for me for ages."
Qian Yang was momentarily speechless, unwilling to let it go. He quipped, "Could it just be because you're so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes off you?"
Sang Ning replied without hesitation, "I trust that Mr. Qian isn't that superficial."
Qian Yang: "..."
Fine. Turns out he lost because he wasn't calm enough. If he'd known earlier, he wouldn't have secretly stared at Sang Ning.
He'd been proud of himself, believing Sang Ning couldn't possibly spot him. Little did he know, he had already become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in her eyes.
