Yue Zhao's smile was impeccable, even elegantly nodding towards Qiu Yuyan.
Qiu Yuyan didn't expect Yue Zhao to be so ungrateful; this was already the third time she was rejected by them. This time, with Nalan Qing and Nalan Xin present, she felt completely humiliated. Looking at Yue Zhao's eyes, it seemed as if she wanted to kill someone.
"Young Master Yue, have you thought it through?" she suppressed her anger, trying to make one last attempt.
"Of course, thank you for your concern, Miss Qiu," Yue Zhao's smile remained unchanged, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes.
"Fine!" Qiu Yuyan slammed the table, stood up abruptly, her eyes ablaze, "It seems we were overly sentimental. Excuse our disturbance, we will take our leave!"
"Take care," Yue Zhao also stood up, as if completely unaffected by Qiu Yuyan's anger.
