Chapter 102: Kissed Until Swollen!

“It's a breakup dinner. What more delicious things are you hoping to eat?”

Zhan Su’s pent-up displeasure instantly turned into open contempt. “Besides money, can you talk about anything else?”

“Of course I can! Senior, actually, I wanted to talk to you about something else. I think I’m really not suited to being your personal servant or anything like that. Just look at me: I’m not pretty, my personality isn’t cute, I’m not adorable at all, and everything I say is against my conscience. I’m full of petty calculations and worldly scheming. Staying by your side would only sully your cold, imposing, heroic image, so...”

“I can bear it.”

Those four words from Zhan Su cut off Shi Qingqing’s long-winded, emotionally charged, and perfectly reasonable speech.

Shi Qingqing...

You can bear it, but I can’t!

How miserable.

The restaurant was crowded and noisy, and they were seated in the farthest corner. Their argument had already been kept to a low volume, and with a curtain hanging between them and the others, no one paid attention to their table.

So Shi Qingqing went on, “Anyway, whatever. That day, I already let you kiss me back, Senior. You were the one who refused to kiss me. I gave you one chance, you gave me one chance, so we’re even...”

Zhan Su said lightly, “You’re thinking too much. How could one time make us even? At least a hundred times.”

Shi Qingqing...

Pah! What a rogue!

A hundred times? If he kissed once a day, wouldn’t that mean a hundred days?

Pah, pah, pah! Better to get it over with in one day!

Good heavens!

What filthy thoughts were filling Shi Qingqing’s head...

“What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?” Zhan Su suddenly leaned in, his face enlarging before her eyes.

Shi Qingqing let out a startled cry.

She recoiled—

Her body lost its balance, and she nearly fell, almost sending the phone in her pocket flying out.

“What am I thinking? I’m not thinking about anything. I’m hungry, and I’m waiting to eat.” Shi Qingqing panicked.

Damn it, how embarrassing.

She covered half her face with one hand, took out her phone, and pretended to ignore Zhan Su as she started fiddling with it.

Anything to smooth over this huge, mortifying moment.

Her phone had almost run out of battery the night before, so she had barely spent the whole day snatching red envelopes, trying to conserve power.

Now that the restaurant was so crowded, she might as well see whether she could grab a big one and comfort her wounded pride.

Who would have thought Zhan Su wouldn’t let her off so easily? His large hand caught the arm covering her face and pulled it away. He warned her solemnly, “Nobody, I don’t like that little act of provocation just now.”

In the depths of his dark eyes was a look of unwavering pursuit, like a hunter fixated on his prey. His grip on her hand showed no mercy at all.

It made Shi Qingqing feel the pain, and no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t break free.

“How was I provoking you? I only said I don’t want to do this anymore. Why do you have to find me? There are clearly so many choices. I did offend you that night, but I didn’t mean to, and I already apologized, didn’t I?”

Just as Zhan Su was about to reply, the waitress’s voice sounded from outside again.

“Sorry to interrupt. Your dishes are here.”

The curtain was lifted, and the waitress stepped forward carrying two dishes and a soup.

In her fluster, Shi Qingqing pulled her arm free from Zhan Su’s grip. In the confusion, their fingertips accidentally brushed against each other, and once again a strong, numbing shock surged through both their bodies.

Shi Qingqing truly could not understand why they always sparked whenever they touched. Could it really be, as the books said, the spark of love?

Pah, pah, pah!

She was thinking too much!

She and Zhan Su were worlds apart. How could there possibly be any spark between them?