"Young Master Luo."
The private room's door closed.
Nan Xu politely greeted Luo Peng.
"You... still remember me?"
Luo Peng, who fancied himself as a playboy, unexpectedly appeared somewhat nervous.
"Of course I remember."
Nan Xu smiled faintly, and on that clean, melon-seed-shaped face, there wasn't a trace of self-pity or bitterness.
No wonder she was a professional nurtured by the Qing Garden, such mental fortitude was admirable.
Luo Peng smiled and turned, leading her into the room.
"Let me introduce you, this is my boss, Mr. Jiang."
"Mr. Jiang, hello."
Nan Xu bowed slightly.
Jiang Chen stood up and didn't look down on her because of her status. He smiled pleasantly and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. He's a friend of mine, just call me Jiang Chen."
