Just as Zhou Mei finished speaking, the young man's expression shifted slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure, though it disappeared in an instant.
"The dignified big sister of the Hong Association, is this how you treat people with disrespect?" In front of the young man was a glass of alcohol, which he habitually swirled around before taking a sip elegantly.
Zhou Mei visited the bar periodically, so most of the patrons there recognized her, not to mention the mention of the Zhonghai Four Young Masters.
"Since you recognize me, you should know my personality. I've always believed that 'face' is something one maintains oneself, not something given by others, so I don't need to save face for anyone," Zhou Mei said indifferently, her attitude towards the young man starkly different from how she treated Chen Hao.