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At this moment, Lan Qingqing found herself in a predicament, neither sitting comfortably nor daring to get out of the car. She felt as if her backside had turned as heavy as a sandbag. Regret washed over her; she regretted her loose tongue and the tricks she had tried to play.
Seeing that Lan Qingqing was not getting out of the car, Hou Yi turned his head and asked, "So, are we continuing the date tonight or stopping here?"
Lan Qingqing weakly replied, "Continuing the date."
Hou Yi restarted the car and drove toward the restaurant.
Lan Qingqing was indeed frightened, but amidst this very unusual relationship between them, she sensed a thrill. She felt somewhat under Hou Yi's control; he was unlike any man she had ever encountered—domineering and unyielding, dismissing all tricks and schemes with a simple word.
In her mind, she began to imagine what it would be like if she married Hou Yi. She thought that no matter who offended her in the future, with Hou Yi's personality, he would surely deal with them ruthlessly, unlike Ke Wenjie, that calculating coward who even negotiated terms before cutting off Wu Youyou's tongue!
As she pondered this seemingly reasonable analysis, Lan Qingqing found herself developing a sense of affection and reliance on Hou Yi. She began to look forward to their interactions.
When they arrived at the restaurant and got out of the car, Lan Qingqing was momentarily stunned. She had heard of this restaurant before and had even saved it in her favorites; it was known for its average cost of a thousand yuan per person—an establishment that even Ke Wenjie would hesitate to bring her to.
Now that she saw it in person, even the facade of the restaurant looked extraordinarily grand.
Feeling a little excited, Hou Yi handed her the car keys and said, "I’m going to buy cigarettes at the supermarket across the street. Just give the keys to the restaurant staff and let them park the car. Just mention my name; I’ve already reserved a table."
Lan Qingqing nodded as she watched Hou Yi walk toward the street.
She glanced down at the heavy car keys in her hand; this brand of car was worth at least three to four million yuan, and if modified further, it would be even more valuable.
Suddenly feeling bold, she walked up to the restaurant entrance where a uniformed male server bowed respectfully to her.
Lan Qingqing handed over the keys with a slightly arrogant demeanor and instructed him to park the car carefully without scratching it.
The server nodded eagerly while Lan Qingqing reveled in this fleeting sense of vanity; she was thoroughly enjoying it—a feeling that Ke Wenjie had never given her!
She recalled how stingy Ke Wenjie was; even now, he drove his late father Tong Le’s car—a vehicle worth over a million yuan but not something a young person should be driving!
Entering the restaurant, she announced Hou Yi’s name at the reception. The table they were assigned had an excellent view, and the server’s attitude was top-notch. Lan Qingqing began to reflect on how hastily arranged today’s date had been; had she known earlier, she would have worn her most expensive dress. Her current outfit seemed unworthy of such an upscale establishment.
Soon enough, the server brought out some pre-meal appetizers along with a beautiful bouquet of roses and an exquisitely wrapped gift box—clearly prepared by Hou Yi in advance.
At that moment, with Hou Yi still absent, Lan Qingqing gazed at the flowers and gift box in delight. Was this surprise really prepared by him?
The female server maintained a professional smile as she confirmed, "Yes, Miss Lan. The roses were specifically requested by Mr. Hou in advance, and so was this gift box."
Unable to contain her excitement any longer, Lan Qingqing opened the gift box only to find a Hermès handbag inside! Its market price was over a hundred thousand yuan!!!
Lan Qingqing was dumbfounded; astonished as she was, she nearly drooled! She thought back on all those years spent flattering Ke Wenjie—her efforts paled in comparison to Hou Yi’s instant affection! Meeting him meant receiving an Hermès bag right away—what extravagant wealth this was!
Lan Qingqing felt like she might go crazy from joy but forced herself to appear composed for fear of seeming inexperienced. "Thank you so much," she said politely. "I appreciate your hard work."
After the waitress left, she returned to the bar and whispered to her friend beside her, "How many girls has Mr. Hou brought here for dates? This one doesn't even compare to the others in terms of looks!"
"Right? Her fashion sense is average, and she looks pretty ordinary. The only thing going for her is her makeup, which is decent. But did you see her reaction when she saw the Hermès? She looked so surprised, like she had never seen anything like it before."
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