The woman wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was certainly mature and elegant.
However, there was something familiar about that face, no matter how she looked at it.
"Is that you?" Alice furrowed her brow.
She was surprised, but not shocked.
Yaocheng was neither big nor small, and it wasn't impossible for people of the same social strata to bump into each other by chance.
Yan Hong's gaze swept over Alice, merely a cursory glance, staying on Yao Qing longer than it did on her.
Alice was not pleased at all.
"I booked this private room first, where do you get the cheek to just swoop in with some pocket change and steal it?"
Yan Hong glanced at the person across the table, her eyes slightly downturned.
"Sorry, there were no other rooms available when I arrived, but I had already made arrangements, so I chose to pay extra. If that has upset you, I can give you triple the price to leave first."
