"Don't."
Lance stopped Gu Zhiwei again, his gaze occasionally landing on Weibao, "Your son is very cute, let me treat you to a meal!"
"No thanks." Gu Zhiwei dared not agree; she just wanted to leave here with her son as soon as possible.
"Why not? I know you've worked for Bai Xiao, and I'm Bai Xiao's good buddy. It's a rare encounter, I must treat you to a meal on Bai Xiao's behalf."
Without a word, Lance grabbed Gu Zhiwei's hand and forcibly led her away.
Apart from Bai Xiao, this was the first time he wanted to ask a woman to dinner. He must succeed and could not fail, for he is a noble prince.
Gu Zhiwei tried to yank her hand free, but found his grip was quite strong: "Hey, have you trained?"
"Of course, I've even got abs and an oblique line." Lance said proudly.
Silently, Gu Zhiwei branded him in her heart with three words: childish guy!
