Huang Pingliang took over the conversation with a sneer, "If you don't leave, then don't! This pretty boy here, finally has the chance to enjoy a decent meal. Kicking him out would be like ruining the only opportunity this stinky loser will ever have to dine in a high-class western restaurant in his life, wouldn't it? That would be way too cruel."
At this point, Huang Pingliang's tone shifted.
"The person doesn't have to leave, but I have my eyes on this seat. A stinky loser sitting at the best spot in the restaurant somewhat spoils the view. Even for the sake of Greenland Restaurant's image, such a stinky loser should be asked to sit in the furthest corner, next to the trash can. Because that's where stinky losers and trash belong together! Hahahaha..."
Of course, Liu Jiameng had no choice but to adopt Huang Pingliang's suggestion!
She looked at Qin Feng with a disgusted expression and spoke to him with the tone one might use to shoo away a stray dog.
