Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As the two of them entered their private room and were about to shut the door behind them, Sun Linan ran up to them.
Qiao Lian was stunned. “... How did you get in?”
“I happened to run into a new friend I made in Beijing, and he agreed to be my guarantor, so I managed to get a prepaid VIP card!”
Qiao Lian was flabbergasted.
Did the term “wealthy idiots” refer to people like him?
She pursed her lips as Sun Linan walked into their private room casually.
He headed straight away to the sofa. “Please go ahead an discuss your business. I’d like to hear it too. I’ve always been curious about what goes on in an interview.”
Qiao Lian was speechless.
Shen Liangchuan continued to look at Sun Linan in silence.
The three of them, each occupying a sofa, sat there looking at each other.
For a moment, no one spoke.
Sun Linan said with a puzzled expression, “Aren’t you going to start?”
Shen Liangchuan said coldly, “I’m not used to having another person listen to my private affairs.”
Qiao Lian looked at Sun Linan. “Sun Tzi, why don’t you leave us alone for a while.”
Sun Linan immediately picked up his personal bag, took out his music player and put on hearplugs. “This way I can’t hear you. Please continue.”
Qiao Lian was almost exasperated.
Shen Liangchuan continued to look at Sun Linan in silence.
What would they do now?
Did they really have to stage an interview?
She coughed once and cast a glance at Shen Liangchuan. He was expressionless for now, but the frostiness was beginning to show.
The private room door swung open and the waiters came in, bearing the dishes they had ordered.
Sun Linan was listening to very loud music, so he spoke just as loud. He picked up a chunk of pork ribs and shoved it into Qiao Lian’s bowl. “Xiao Lian, these are your favourite sweet and sour pork ribs!”
Qiao Lian was shocked.
She didn’t have to look up to notice Shen Liangchuan’s burning gaze. She coughed once and pushed the piece of pork rib to the side. “I have stopped eating pork ribs recently.”
Sun Linan removed his earphones. “Oh? What do you like to eat then?”
“... Actually, I- There’s nothing I like to eat.”
“You can’t do that! No wonder you’re so skinny! Eight years ago, you still had a chubby child-like face! And you had chubby feet too. You...”
Qiao Lian could not help but shift her gaze to Shen Liangchuan, as Sun Linan spilled these details. She saw that by now Shen Liangchuan was silently boiling.
Qiao Lian was on the verge of getting on her knees and pleading Sun Linan to stop.
Sun Tzi, would you please stop digging my grave?
She was about to cry.
At this point, Shen Liangchuan stood up. “I’m going to the restroom.”
Following this, he walked out.
As soon as Sun Linan saw this, he immediately stood up too saying. “Brother, wait up. I’ll go too.”
Qiao Lian was stunned.
Shen Liangchuan walked into the restroom. As he was washing his hands, Sun Linan approached him.
He stood next to Shen Liangchuan, washing his hands too. “Eh, Shen Liangchuan... is it? May I discuss something with you?”
Shen Liangchuan raised an eyebrow.
Sun Linan continued, “Do you mind leaving first, after the meal? I’d like to be alone with Xiao Lian for a bit.”
Shen Liangchuan continued to look at Sun Linan in silence.
“You can name a price. I’ll pay you.”
Shen Liangchuan gave him a long, hard look and turned to leave without saying a word.
But just as he turned, he suddenly saw a sign standing by the door: Caution, Wet Floor. Please Walk Around It.
Shen Liangchuan lowered his gaze, carelessly reached out and flipped the sign, putting it aside.
Then, he went around the puddle of water on the floor and exited the restroom.
Sun Linan shouted after him, “I’m talking to you, hey! You- Ouch!”
A loud thud was immediately heard, which was followed by the sound of someone falling on the ground.