At noon, there were not many people in the restaurant. However, due to the price of this restaurant, most of the people who came here were high-class white-collar workers and above. Even if they did not have any inner qualities, they would still pay attention to self-cultivation outside.
Although mu Zichen's roar did not spoil the mood, it was enough to ruin her image.
However, he couldn't take it anymore. He was annoyed just by looking at these women now, not to mention Wen Yu, who was right beside him. He couldn't wait to stay away from these women, but he had already told her that he didn't need them, yet this woman still insisted on wiping his face with a tissue. If this wasn't harassment, what was it?!
Mu Zichen was about to explode from anger. Naturally, she would not give this woman any face.
No matter how stupid he was, he now understood the woman's intention of bending her waist and moving her chest in front of him. He was so disgusted.
