Qiao Xi was dumbfounded. A man invited a girl to his house in the middle of the night. His thoughts were obvious. The waitress, Qiao Xi, was not a fool. She quickly broke free from his grip. She said in a panic, "It's alright. I'm born to be thin. I have proper meals each day. I appreciate your concern, Brother Zhao. I, I haven't finished my work. I'll get back to work now."
"Stop. I've never said you can leave," Seeing Qiao Xi was about to leave, Brother Zhao was displeased. He said coldly, "Qiao Xi, don't act dumb. You know what I mean!"
"Brother Zhao, I don't know what you're talking about," Qiao Xi bit her lips. Her eyes were red, and tears were about to fall out. She tried her best to open her eyes wide. She forced a smile and said, "I came here to work. Brother Zhao, you've always taken care of me. I'll remember your kindness, thank you."
