Due to being too engrossed in the conversation with Zhang Zeming, Mo Wenting had even forgotten the time, and also forgot that a loving husband was waiting for her at home.

Only until the two of them finished eating all the dishes on the table while chatting did Mo Wenting realize that it was getting late.

She quickly put down her chopsticks and said to Zhang Zeming: "I'm going home. If you aren't full yet, you should continue eating. I'll go first. "

Mo Wenting said as she stood up, lifting up her own branded bag and headed towards the entrance of the restaurant.

Zhang Zeming also immediately stood up with Mo Wenting, and extended his hand to stop her. He said in a hurry: "Ah Wen, I'm full too, let's go together."

Then, Zhang Zeming called the waiter over to settle the bill.

Only now did Mo Wenting know that this dinner seemed to only have three simple dishes. However, because it was the most expensive signature dish in the restaurant, it was naturally not too cheap.

Zhang Zeming had treated her to a meal so it could be considered as a big deal. If it was an ordinary stingy man, his heart would definitely ache for a few days.

Mo Wenting wanted to know how Zhang Zeming felt after spending so much money only to treat himself to a meal, so he asked with a smile: "Zemin, you should be feeling heartache now right?"

In fact, Zhang Zeming already felt extreme heartache when he was rejected by Mo Wenting. Only, for a moment, he did not know why Mo Wenting suddenly asked him this question.

"No. With a beauty like you accompanying me for dinner tonight, I won't even have time to be happy. Why would my heart ache? " Zhang Zeming laughed as he denied it, and even asked Mo Wenting a little doubtfully.

"Because this meal cost you over a thousand dollars." Mo Wenting smiled and replied Zhang Zeming gently, and expressed his doubt: "Are you really not heartbroken at all? I wouldn't believe it. "

"Uh, so you were talking about the meal money." Only then did Zhang Zeming come back to his senses, and understood what Mo Wenting meant just now.

He thought for a moment as a plan formed in his mind, purposely provoking Mo Wenting: "I really don't feel the slightest bit of heartache. If you don't believe me, then you can just follow tonight's standards and continue to treat me tomorrow. I definitely don't have any objections. "

Zhang Zeming felt that if Mo Wenting could agree to it, then he would have more of a chance and time to be with Mo Wenting alone. This was exactly the good thing he wanted, so why would he feel heartache over the money?

If that really was the case, he wouldn't have continued scheming against Mo Wenting.

Everyone knew that it was impossible for a woman like Mo Wenting to pursue success without spending a lot of money.

Zhang Zeming was so familiar with Mo Wenting, that made him understand the logic behind it even more.

But Mo Wenting would not fall for Zhang Zeming's trick so easily. Even if she did not see that the man had a deeper scheme, she would still reject it flatly and would not nod in agreement.

"Hehe, I'm not that greedy, and I don't want to eat you until you go bankrupt. The food here is so expensive, you just need to come once. " Mo Wenting rejected Zhang Zeming with a smile.

"Ah Wen, then you are underestimating me. You know that my salary is not low, and I also have the savings from working for so many years, so I definitely won't go bankrupt just because I invited you to dinner. Even if you eat every day according to these standards, I can still persist for a very long time. " Zhang Zeming still did not want to give up and continued to persuade Mo Wenting.

He only said that he had persisted on for a very long time, and did not dare to guarantee that he would not be able to treat Mo Wenting to expensive, delicious food for his entire life.

After all, no matter how high his salary was, he was just a laborer and not some boss.

Seeing that Zhang Zeming was reasonable, Mo Wenting smiled indifferently. She couldn't help but think of Zhan Ning. If it was him, he definitely wouldn't be someone who had to hold back like Zhang Zeming.

With Zhan Ning's wealth and power, he could say some bold words that would make Mo Wenting eat delicacies every day for her entire life. Even this little bit of money was nothing to him.

Compared to that, it was even more obvious who was superior and who was inferior. Even if she had let go of her emotions, Mo Wenting would not be so stupid as to abandon Zhan Ning and accept his level of cultivation.

Thinking about it, Mo Wenting felt that there was no need to continue talking to Zhang Zeming, she just smiled, then turned and walked out of the restaurant.

There were some words that she had to hide in her heart and could not speak the truth to Zhang Zeming. There was no need to mock and ridicule him anymore.

When Zhang Zeming saw Mo Wenting's attitude, he knew that he still hadn't convinced his woman.

He secretly sighed, and immediately chased after Mo Wenting, walking shoulder-to-shoulder with him, and pampered him: "Ah Wen, I'll send you home."

"No need, my home is different from yours. We should take a cab home." Mo Wenting immediately rejected Zhang Zeming.

She knew that she definitely could not agree to Zhang Zeming's request. If he let her send him home, wouldn't that expose his identity?

She would definitely not have thought of something so obvious, so she naturally rejected Zhang Zeming without hesitation.

Zhang Zeming didn't know why, but he still wanted to try and persuade Mo Wenting to change her mind. "I asked you out to dinner tonight, if I don't send you home, then I won't be able to rest easy either."

"I'm not some little girl. I can take care of myself. Don't worry." Mo Wenting laughed, she still had an unrelenting expression on her face.

"Ah Wen, we have known each other for so long, I still don't know where your house is. Don't you want to invite me over to your house to be your guest? " Zhang Zeming actually decided to play the friendship card with Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting really wanted to directly say that she had never had such a thought. Because her house was not a place that Zhang Zeming could go to.

But then she thought it was too heartless to say that. Even if she didn't like him, there was no need to embarrass him.

Besides, Zhang Ze Ming even paid a huge price to treat her to a meal tonight. She still owes a man a favor.

Thinking about it, Mo Wenting could only change to a more tactful way of speaking to reject Zhang Zeming: "If you want to be my guest, you still have a lot of chances. We'll talk about it in the future, it's not convenient tonight, you have to understand, or else I'll blame you."

Mo Wenting's words contained a little threatening meaning, so that Zhang Zeming would give up in time and stop begging.

After Zhang Zeming heard how Mo Wenting had said all that, she did not want to beg anymore, so she could only nod her head and reply: "Okay, Ah Wen, then in the future, you must let me come to your house as a guest."

Mo Wenting saw that Zhang Zeming was suddenly acting a little childish, and could not help but laugh out loud with a hint of ridicule.