"I'm willing, very willing!" Mo Yuqi quickly nodded, recalling how her grandfather used to also play the role of a nouveau riche when visiting Panjiayuan with her grandmother.
"Come." Qin Yu held up his head high, propped his arm out, exhibiting a typical nouveau riche demeanor.
Mo Yuqi paused slightly, then cleverly looped her arm through Qin Yu's. If this scene were witnessed by the Young Masters of the Four Great Sects, they would certainly drop their jaws in shock!
Is this still the haughty Mr. Mo? Is this still the supremely arrogant number one beauty of Capital City? This clearly looks like a docile secretary!
"Qiqi, say whatever you want! The boss lacks nothing but money!"
Qin Yu patted his backpack forcefully, lifting his neck high and tilting his nostrils skyward, maintaining an attitude that he cared about no one else.
Mo Yuqi was overjoyed. She didn't know why Qin Yu had suddenly changed from ice to fire, but she knew this was the date she wanted!
