Jian Yanyan watched him standing outside without getting into the car, and said to him, "Why are you still standing there? Are you suddenly not planning to treat me to dinner? I'm telling you, you promised to treat me, and it wouldn't be right to change your mind suddenly, you know? Also, I've twisted my ankle to have dinner with you, so you need to take responsibility, you need to take responsibility, understand?"
Su Junhao finally snapped out of it, curled his lips into a smile, walked toward the car and around to the driver's seat, got in, started the car, and asked, "How do you want me to take responsibility?"
Jian Yanyan blinked, then blinked again, and replied, "By treating me to dinner now."
"Of course I'll treat you to dinner. I never thought of standing you up, but I'm rather interested in the responsibility you're talking about." Su Junhao said as he drove, glancing at Jian Yanyan from the corner of his eye, his gaze deep and ink-like.
