Chapter 1964: Chapter 1964: Jasmine Yale, Do You Only Know How to Eat?
The feeling of unease spread throughout her body, her soft little hand rubbing the cup, not knowing where to place her hands or where her eyes should look.
However, the next second, Sylvan Cheney looked up and said blandly, “Don’t misunderstand, I just like the feeling of being pursued.”
His indifferent and sowhat cool voice spread throughout the quiet private room.
Jasmine Yale was surprised. Since when had he beco so vain, liking the feeling of being pursued?
“Oh,” Jasmine replied coldly, “The CEO has a fiancée and still wants to be pursued? Looking at it this way, it seems like the CEO’s character isn’t that great either.”
“Alice and I are not engaged.”
Jasmine was taken aback, both hands grasping the cup, gently rubbing it.
After a mont, she put away her dazed expression and smiled wryly, “CEO, I’m not a three-year-old child. I’m not that easy to fool.”
“Mm, you’re not a three-year-old child.” Sylvan glanced at her contemptuously, “You’re an idiot.”
Jasmine rolled her eyes, “…”
“CEO, we’ve all seen CEO Janus’ diamond ring. It’s big and beautiful, a blood diamond.”
“What, are you envious? Want one?” Sylvan raised an eyebrow.
“Of course, I’d want such a beautiful diamond ring. Which girl wouldn’t want one?”
“She got that at an auction, fifty million.” Sylvan said lightly, “The diamond is too large, not very attractive, and the design is average, not exquisite.”
Jasmine was stunned for a mont, got it at an auction?
She smiled, “That’s still sothing many girls dream of. You wealthy people pursue design, pursue taste. For people like us without money, if we could have it, we’d wake up laughing from a dream.”
“Vulgar.”
“…”
A waiter ca by to add dishes for Jasmine after a while.
After saying “Thank you,” Jasmine continued eating, as if nothing affected her mood.
One must admit, the food here is really delicious, but the price… really steep too.
If it wasn’t for Sylvan treating, she probably wouldn’t have co here.
Since she’s here, she might as well enjoy it.
She concentrated on eating the beef in front of her, chewing slowly, savoring every bite.
She knew it was still early, and she could eat for a while longer.
Sylvan didn’t eat much, he only tried a few of the dishes in front of him, mostly just watching Jasmine eat with disdain.
Such a night was serene and quiet, without much awkwardness.
Jasmine initially thought there wouldn’t be much to talk about with him, but didn’t expect to have talked for so long.
“Jasmine Yale, do you only know how to eat?”
“Hmm?” Jasmine looked up in surprise, “Isn’t a restaurant… for eating?”
“Forget it.” Sylvan took a sip of wine.
“Oh, CEO, you should drink less, drinking too much is bad for your health. Of course, I know you probably won’t listen to , but I still have to say it.”
“Got it.” Sylvan pushed the wine bottle to the side, not pouring more into his wine glass.
Jasmine continued eating without stopping much.
The portions of the side dishes were relatively small, and before long, several empty plates appeared in front of her.
Since she was already seen as soone who eats a lot by Sylvan, she didn’t plan to deprive herself.
The little one in her belly probably found sothing tasty, stayed quiet all evening, not kicking her, cooperating nicely.
Just then, Jasmine’s phone rang.
She put down her spoon, hurriedly digging through her bag.
Who could be calling her?
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