"Hao Jian, you bastard, how could you dump a beauty like me and go after a waitress?" Xiao Qiang was furious, watching Hao Jian cozying up to the waitress, feeling ten thousand kinds of upset.
What did she lack compared to this waitress? In terms of appearance, intellect, or figure, where was she inferior? How could this guy be so despicable?
Seeing Hao Jian hugging and cuddling with the waitress, Xiao Qiang felt like killing him.
"Is she your girlfriend?" the waitress asked nervously, worried that Hao Jian might already have a girlfriend and was still flirting with her. Would that not make him a scumbag?
"No, she's just one of my admirers, who's a bit angry because she can't have me," Hao Jian said cheekily.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiang almost spat out blood, wanting to grab her shoehorn and smack it across Hao Jian's face.
