When they left Jingjiang Grand Hotel, Suxin felt her face had stiffened from too much smiling, yet her stomach was growling with hunger.
It was all Chen Ziqian's fault for being too popular; both men and women flocked to him, and once they started talking, it wasn't something that could be resolved in just a few words. What could she do if she wasn't good at talking besides smiling? It would have been strange if her face hadn't stiffened!
"You'd better treat me to a good meal; I was completely numb from socializing all evening for your sake!" Suxin pointed to her cheeks, "Why drag me along if I'm of no use anyway?"
"Who says you're of no use? Without you standing there, would so many men come over and chat with me?"
Thinking about it, Suxin raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "I can't speak for others, but Ling Mutian definitely would have!"
