She met Boss Huang's covetous gaze and frowned. She held back her disgust and turned to the waiter behind her. "Who sent me the red wine and fruit plate?"
"It was me."
Before the waiter could speak, Boss Huang answered first. "I saw Miss Qiao just now. I wanted to go over and greet you, but I was afraid of offending the beauty, so I used that method to greet Miss Qiao.
"Since Miss Qiao is here, why don't you play with us?"
Boss Huang was a crude person.
Now that he was talking to Qiao Mianmian in such a genteel manner, it felt weird.
Those who knew Boss Huang saw this scene and found it funny.
"Damn, I'm dying of laughter. This is the first time I've seen Boss Huang use this method to pick up girls. I wonder who learned this gentle emphasis from."
"It seems like this woman really catches his eye. This is the woman he was talking about? She's really good-looking. No wonder Old Huang, this flower lover, is so obsessed with her."
