Ye Tiao nearly choked on her saliva upon hearing that.
Eyes widening in disbelief, she said, "No way, you, your dad didn’t break your damn legs?"
Xu Cuo laughed heartily, "Clearly I’m straight, okay? What are you thinking!"
Ye Tiao felt like she was being struck by lightning from such wild swings in her mood, and angrily swatted at him, "Acting so childish at your age!"
Xu Cuo dodged, declaring confidently, "Who isn’t still a baby at heart, but how about introducing me to this beauty?"
The words were on the tip of Ye Tiao’s tongue when she suddenly changed course.
She had always thought of her as Tang Wu, but in the end, this was no longer Tang Wu.
Ye Tiao pursed her lips, feeling a bitter taste in her heart.
Shi Mei, on the other hand, didn’t mind and reached out her hand nonchalantly, "Shi Mei, the one who doesn’t try to charm the Eastern gentleman."
Xu Cuo looked at her admiringly, shaking Shi Mei’s hand, "So this line of poetry can be interpreted like that. My apologies for the oversight."
Shi Mei smiled slightly, while Ye Tiao sent another smack flying his way, shouting, "Stop with the wisecracks; hurry up, I’m starving!"
Xu Cuo, cradling his arm, cried out in pain, "Can’t you give me some face in front of the lady, it really hurts okay!"
"Don’t worry, she’s not going to be interested in you, you dead gay!"
"Damn it, I said I was joking! And here you are, still a dyke, dead dyke!"
"Say that one more time!"
Shi Mei didn’t bother with them any longer, and simply walked off, leaving them behind.
Xu Cuo didn’t want to deal with her anymore and ran over to Shi Mei, "Shi Mei, what do you want to eat? I know Imperial City like the back of my hand. Food, drink, fun, entertainment, just let me know and I’ll make sure you’re satisfied!"
Sure enough, for someone who had been around for nearly ten years, that Bejing accent was spot on!
Shi Mei glanced at him sidelong, "Let’s go to Qianjin."
Qianjin, an old famous establishment in Imperial City.
It was a membership-only establishment, luxurious in decor and serene in ambiance, but that was secondary—the delectable taste of their cuisine was unforgettable once tried.
Tang Wu used to love it; whenever she came to Imperial City, she had to circle through Qianjin a few times.
Upon hearing this, Xu Cuo gave her a thumbs-up, "You sure know how to eat. Alright then, it’s on me today. Abalone, lobster, bird’s nest, order whatever you want."
Shi Mei rolled her eyes in disdain, "Who wants to eat that kind of inferior stuff."
Upon hearing this, Xu Cuo realized he was dealing with a connoisseur!
Going to Qianjin and eating those would indeed be subpar.
Shi Mei no longer paid him any attention and walked toward the car park, luggage in tow.
Xu Cuo clicked his tongue in admiration and turned back to ask Ye Tiao, "Your friend, I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere before, as if it’s very familiar."
"You have seen her, and quite intimately," Ye Tiao said with meaningful look.
Xu Cuo’s face was one of disbelief, "Impossible. Such a pretty girl, if I had seen her I definitely wouldn’t have forgotten, and she looks so young too, is she even twenty?"
"Her age doesn’t matter, what’s important is that she is indeed really familiar with you," Ye Tiao patted his shoulder, "Think hard about it."
Known as a little genius, he never forgot a face, and he was certain he had never seen her. Latest content published on novel✶fire.net
But saying he hadn’t seen her did feel like something eerily familiar.
Judging by her character, she seemed rather strong, with an undeniable pride that couldn’t be concealed, in addition to an unstoppable artistic vibe. There was only one person with such a unique temperament that he had encountered.
Hmm, too bad that person was long gone.