"What are you doing?!"
Even though he believed that Yang Qian'er was the owner, when he saw several waiters rushing over, Hao was still on alert and asked.
"Are you Hao?" Yang Qian'er asked.
"Yes," Hao answered with a gloomy nod.
"Then there's no problem. A person named Lei Ying ordered these dishes. He said it wouldn't look right for you guys to only order drinks and no food. I didn't understand what he meant, but since he ordered, we brought them," Yang Qian'er said with a smile.
Hao and Cheng Xiaosi exchanged a surprised glance.
When you think about it, it made sense.
Six or seven men with a woman, only ordering two bottles of liquor and occupying a private room, what's that about?
If they didn't order any dishes, others might suspect something, and even if no one did, the restaurant wouldn't allow them to just take up space. It was mealtime, and they had to do business.
"This Lei Ying guy, he thinks of everything, huh?" Cheng Xiaosi muttered.
