Yu Feng tugged at his wife, whispering with exaggerated expressions. "Enough, let's just leave."
"Why leave? I haven't had dinner yet. Look, they have such a big private room. Isn't it better to eat together?" Wen Rufeng lazily replied, refusing to move.
Mo Ang said unhappily, "If you want to dine here as well, I can prepare a room for you, so you can eat comfortably!"
Wen Rufeng said, "Your place is really quite large. It would be a waste to book another room. Eating together is livelier. Of course… if you don't like it here, you can eat outside while we eat here!"
Mo Ang snorted with a cold laugh. "Chairman Wen truly is the big boss of a major company, always so shrewd—saving on meal money while dining at a restaurant."
An Ning disliked his comment and quickly said, "Isn't it just a money issue? If you don't want to pay, I'll pay."
Mo Ang glared at her; this woman never aligned with him at crucial moments, and this really angered him. "Did I say you need to pay?"
