"Of course, if Miss Situ is willing to apologize on your behalf and then join me for a meal, and you offer a toast to Brother Yuan, perhaps I could persuade him to drop the matter."
Qiao Yinglong had always held a grudge about failing to win over Situ Xin. He had only let the matter slide because the men he sent after her all mysteriously vanished, and other issues came up later. Now, seeing her again, the desire to make her his woman resurfaced.
"Brother, do you know why I withdrew from the competition to be the Qiao Family's successor?" Qiao Yingfei smiled, looking at the insufferably arrogant Qiao Yinglong before him as if he were a clown. At the same time, he waved his hand. The hotel manager, who had arrived with him, took the hint and promptly ushered everyone else out, including the chefs and other patrons.
