As for that, Su Yumei's response was just one word, cold! Cold to the extreme!
Her face was expressionless, cold as ice, showing not a hint of emotion, because men were not worth Su Yumei's agitation.
Turning her head, her gaze returned to the waiter, "Please take it back, I don't need it! And I drove here, so I can't drink."
"Right! That's correct, make her take it back, damn it, I just got cuckolded, and now some idiot wants to hit on my woman?" muttered Wang Ziquan under his breath.
"This..." After hearing this, the waiter looked at the man, then at Su Yumei in front of him, and said with a troubled expression, "Miss, if it's inconvenient for you to drink, I can pack it up for you, and you can take it away when you leave."
"I said I don't need it!" Su Yumei was losing patience; all she wanted was to have a nice dinner with Chen Wei.
