"Mrs. Zheng, you've got it wrong; this gentleman is Ms. Miao's assistant, not some young master from the lounge," the accompanying male waiter hurriedly explained.
The woman, upon hearing the waiter's explanation, showed a look of disappointment on her face.
"Ms. Miao's assistant, huh? To catch Ms. Miao's eye, this young fellow must be more than just handsome; he must have something special about him," she said.
As she spoke, her gaze never left Tang Feng.
"Little brother, are you interested in having a few drinks with us girls?" Mrs. Zheng asked Tang Feng with a flirtatious smile, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
Feeling the intensity in the woman's stare, Tang Feng got the creeps.
That sensation made him very uncomfortable.
It seemed to him that the glamorous woman in front of him was treating him like prey.
Although she was beautiful and had an air of elegance, he found himself unnaturally averse to her; he didn't like her one bit, and subconsciously, he felt repelled.
