"Brother Zhi, don't be discouraged. If you're not satisfied with these few, I'll get you another top girl."
What Ah Wan really wanted to say was—
Boss, Miss Zhou is here. Hurry up and get Mr. to take his women somewhere else to play.
This meticulous and loyal act of framing Jiang Zhi ended in failure. Ah Wan smiled awkwardly but politely, "Miss Zhou, what a coincidence."
The next second, the coughing abruptly stopped.
Ah Wan didn't even know how his employer got to him. It was as if a gust of wind had blown in.
"Y-You, what are you doing here?"
Jiang Zhi did not know where to look, where to place his hands, and his stammering made him look even more guilty, like a husband caught cheating by his wife.
Jiang Zhi just stood at the door in that flustered state, sweating despite the freezing cold.
