When they turned the corner, li Jingrui looked at his own table. Sure enough, it was empty. The delicate woman was gone.
Looking at the empty seat, li Jingrui's mind became more and more clear. He regretted doing such a stupid thing and kept scratching his head.
What to do? It was only their first meeting and he had already messed it up.
Li Jingrui was not in the mood to continue eating, so he went to the front desk to pay and left.
Along the way, he was thinking about how to save himself from such an embarrassing situation, and how to rebuild his image.
Drinking is such a waste of time. I won't drink at such an important occasion in the future!
Drinking? Li Jingrui's thoughts stopped at these two words. His mind was spinning quickly. Perhaps there was only one method that he could try again.
It was true that success and failure both drank wine.
Thinking of this, he asked the driver to go back the way he came and go to the hotel restaurant.
