Qiao An curved her lips into a smile, "Fine, you go ahead with your work."
Mu Jingxi had just arrived at the bar when he witnessed this.
She never had a nice expression for him.
But to Ye Han, she could afford a smile.
It wasn't fair.
A flicker of displeasure crossed his heart, but he masked it very well as he quickly stepped forward.
Just as Ye Han left, Mu Jingxi came over. Qiao An sat up straight and said with a smile, "You're here."
"Hmm," he responded indifferently, quite coldly.
After sitting down, Mu Jingxi's gaze briefly followed the direction Ye Han had gone, almost imperceptibly.
Qiao An rested her cheek in one hand, her eyes a whirl of confusion as she observed his stern profile. Despite hating him, Qiao An had to admit, his appearance was exquisitely flawless.
It was a powerful weapon of seduction.
"What would you like to drink, Mr. Mu?"
Mu Jingxi's thin lips parted slightly, "Beer."
Beer?
