Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

The car stopped at the entrance of a lavish hotel whose bright golden lights shone pleasantly in the evening.

"Pretty…" she whispered as she looked up.

But am I looking pretty for tonight's dinner!?

After the movie premiere ended and all its related interviews were finished, Yating and Chyou excused themselves. On the way, she was going to request Yating to take a detour at a mall first where she could buy a change of clothes and get some fresh makeup done as well.

But then the whole anxiety gripped her and so did the realization that she was going for dinner with Yating. With it came its fair share of internal rolling around.

Yating called me out for dinner, Yating called me out for dinner!

But did he invite me just as friends?

Chyou laughed at that as her forehead broke into a sweat.

Of course it's just as friends, silly. It-It's not like we are a couple or something for this to be a date haha…

Chyou tightly clutched onto her seatbelt.

But it's just Yating and me so this ought to be a date, right? Or is he treating me as a colleague who worked for the same movie?

By the way, Yating looks handsome even when he is driving, a random thought popped in her mind amidst this chaos.

No, no but then he would have invited the whole crew and not just me. So this is just a friendly get-together?

What if I want that woman to be you?

But I still clearly remember he said that! That question definitely meant that he…he l-looked at me that way, right?

Which also means that this could very well be a date…

The black suit really looks good on him.

So does that mean he-he is planning to confess?

But people go to dates after confession and when they become a couple, right? Or does the concept of a date before confession actually exist?

I think golden cufflinks will really match with his coat. Won't he just look nature-defying handsome then?

She then suddenly let out a gasp.

Why am I even imagining that Yating would confess to me!!?? I mean we-we a-are just g-good friends, right?

I am overthinking this. It will be so embarrassing to think so far when this dinner wouldn't really mean anything blasphemous.

Hmmmm…Yating's driving is really smooth. I feel like I can be on this car ride forever…

Wait a second!!! It was too dazzling to look at him back at the premiere but I clearly remember that he looked a little nervous when he asked me out.

So this is definitely a date, right?

Or maybe I imagined his reaction…?

Hmmmm. I would really like to see Yating in a white suit too.

No, no, just a plain white suit! Who talked about a wedding getup here!?

Chyou covered her face with her palms.

"This is so difficult…" she sobbed.

"No kidding," came Yating's tired and exhausted reply.

He was clearly observing Chyou's entire antics from start to finish ever since they were on their way to the hotel. She was letting out such weird expressions that he couldn't guess a single thing as to what she might be thinking.

One moment she was grinning, then she would start to sweat, then fiddle around the seatbelt and turn into a ball as if she wanted to become one with the seat and then at another moment would burst into a nervous laughter while also beaming at the same time as if she also just got some hope. Then sad mushrooms would grow on her shoulders all over again.

"..."

What is she thinking exactly?

At one point, Yating was this close to turning the car towards the nearest hospital. Until the end, he couldn't guess the whirlwind of chaos brewing in her mind which he really wanted to, so by the time they reached the hotel, both parties were already deathly fatigued by their own set of mental battles.

"This is so difficult…"

"No kidding."

Chyou blinked and jumped on her seat as she realized the location.

"Pretty…" she whispered, admiring the hotel's view.

Then she gasped.

Ahhhh!!! We are already at the hotel? I wanted to go to the mall first to get ready! I completely forgot about it!

She gulped down her saliva and robotically looked back at the way.

Can I ask Yating to turn the car at a mall first?

Yating jolted along with her sudden shocked gasp and a moment later, sad mushrooms grew on his shoulder too.

Why is Chyou looking back? Did she not like the venue? Should I have chosen another location for dinner?

Yating tried his best to smile and cleared his throat. "W-We have reached."

Since Chyou wanted to look her best for the dinner which she thought currently wasn't the case, she felt herself slipping into an eternal abyss.

Ah…I look terrible. I mean if this is my first date, then I look so miserable.

"Yes we have reached…" she replied without a trace of her usual zesty energy.

Mall…mall…I forgot about the mall…I am an idiot, she lacked tears to shed.

"Mall…"

Huh?

Yating blinked.

Chyou wants to have dinner at the mall? He wondered.

Maybe there is a food outlet there which she really loves?

Yating beamed as if he found his salvation and immediately unlocked his phone to cancel the hotel's reservation. He ignited the car's engine again and took a U turn to exit the hotel's lane.

Chyou blinked twice in confusion.

Hm?

"Where are we going? Oh wait, are you going for the parking?"

He chuckled. "No. We are heading to the mall."

Chyou stared at him hard as if she was dreaming. She pinched her cheeks too.

"Mall?"

"Yes."

The sad mushrooms disappeared from her shoulders and she shone like a beam of blinding golden light as if she vowed to end the night's existence.

"We are heading to the mall!?" She clapped hard in delight.

Yating was left dumbfounded.

Just what might be that food outlet she loves so much I wonder?