By the time Chi Yue finished settling Chi Yan and came out, the people at the table were already deep in conversation. With Assistant Hou around, the conversation never ran dry. The guy was simply shrewd, born to communicate, capable of not only flattering Mr. Qiao effectively but also making anyone feel happy, useful, and incredibly comfortable if he so wished.
"Hahahaha..."
Yu Feng laughed heartily, amused by his jests.
The way she couldn't close her mouth while laughing showed that she had fallen right into Assistant Hou's trap.
Qiao Dongyang, however, had little to say, sitting under an energy-saving lamp that seemed to apply a soft filter over him. With no sharp edges, a gentle gaze, a smile on his lips, he was elegant and sophisticated without any aggression, a stark contrast to the Qiao Dongyang that Chi Yue knew. One was wild, the other, domesticated.
