"You're Zuo Huo's girlfriend, right? You look quite exquisite."
Song Yao stood up and said, "Hello, Uncle. My name is Song Yao. You can call me Yao."
"Yao, take a seat! How can we let the guest stand?" Zuo Jie asked Song Yao to sit down while sizing up Song Yao's actions.
Not bad. She was a nice lady who knew how to be polite. It would be even better if she hadn't been married.
Unlike Zuo Jie's enthusiasm, Guan Rong stared at Song Yao. She felt that she was not the kind of traditional woman who would stay at home and take care of her husband and children.
"What do you do now?" Guan Rong asked. Her tone still carried the deterrence that a leader should have.
Song Yao pinched her thigh and told herself not to show her fear at this time.
"Auntie, I'm a self-employed person."
"So you're a small merchant?" Guan Rong pursed her lips. It was obvious that she was not very satisfied with Song Yao's work.
