"Zhu Lingling, what kind of friend are you… why didn't you call me to join you guys?" Huo Mian pretended to be angry and demanded.
"Oh… I, um… I had the day off today, Gao Ran said this place has really good roasted duck, so he invited me."
"Mr. Moneybags Gao Ran… why didn't you ask my husband to join you guys for lunch? I thought that you guys were friends." Huo Mian purposely glanced at Gao Ran.
The latter immediately dry-coughed…
"Ahem… um… Mr. Qin's a busy man, I heard that GK is getting ready for its new year banquet, so I didn't want to bother him."
"You didn't even ask me, how did you know I was busy? What a fortune teller." Qin Chu quietly threw Gao Ran under the bus.
Gao Ran began feeling even more awkward…
"Hey hey hey, come sit. Sit, let's eat together." Zhu Lingling immediately stood up and offered her seat, hoping to change the subject and avoid further awkwardness.
