Chapter 1868: Sarcasm

This problem entangled Zhao Desan for a whole afternoon, as if he couldn't extricate himself from it. The more he restrained himself from thinking about the handsome face and speaking eyes of Wang Juan, whom he had only had intimate contact with once, the more he couldn't help but think about it. Originally, he wanted to use the afternoon to sort out the migrant worker wage dispute of the past few days, but he didn't do anything.

Time flew by, and it was time for the date with He Liping in the evening. Zhao Desan didn't dare to delay this time and arrived early at the place they agreed on, waiting for He Liping's arrival.

The place they agreed on was the famous Prince Hotel, a multi-functional hotel integrating dining, entertainment, and accommodation. The reason they agreed here was that Zhao Desan felt the consumption here was acceptable, and he generally wouldn't meet acquaintances.

He Liping arrived at the agreed place on time. Seeing Zhao Desan already waiting for her, she said with a smile: "Quite active, handsome!"

Zhao Desan knew she was intentionally mocking him, but he had things to ask of her, so he accompanied her with a smile and said: "Not at all, not at all. I just finished my business and was passing by, so I was a bit early!"

"Oh, it seems I was being sentimental, thinking you were waiting for me early on purpose!" He Liping said in a neither-yin-nor-yang tone.

"Oh, actually it's the same." Zhao Desan explained vaguely.

"Oh, then let's order. Eat quickly, I have things to do." He Liping said, waving at the restaurant waiter.

Zhao Desan was very puzzled. Didn't they agree to stay overnight tonight? Why did she change her mind? Thinking this, he asked urgently: "What? Didn't we agree?"

"Agree to what?" He Liping acted as if she didn't know at all.

"Agree... agree that we would be together tonight!" Zhao Desan hesitated, but still said straight out.

"Oh, I have temporary things to do, so I can't accompany you tonight!" He Liping said very easily, with a look of disdain on her face.

Zhao Desan was furious inside, couldn't help but curse in his heart: Damn grandson, so untrustworthy. I even rejected Zheng Jie's request and ran here to accompany you, and you don't give me any face? With anger in his heart, it was inevitable that it would show on his face.

He Liping glanced at Zhao Desan's facial expression, knowing he was angered by her sudden news, so she asked with a smile: "Little handsome, how is it? The taste of being rejected isn't good, right!"

Zhao Desan immediately understood He Liping's meaning, glared, and said fiercely: "Good, you dare to tease me. Let's see how I handle you tonight!" After speaking, he waved at the waiter again dashingly and shouted: "Order!" The tone revealed a bit of excitement.