"My God, this is a high-level party, and that guy is gobbling food like a starving ghost. Hasn't he eaten at home?"
With eyes blazing, Liu Mengting complained bitterly as she watched Tang Ming from across.
Li Xiaoli chuckled and teased, "Meng Ting sister, you said you'd pretend not to know Brother Tang Ming, so why are you still watching him so intently? Could it be you've fallen for Brother Tang Ming?"
"You little brat, are you teasing me?"
Liu Mengting's face flushed red, and she was about to lay a hand on Li Xiaoli.
Fearing Liu Mengting would tickle her, Li Xiaoli immediately waved her hands to beg for mercy, "Meng Ting sister, isn't it enough that I'll stop talking?"
Tang Ming prepared a large plate for himself, found a spot to sit down, and started eating. The array of delicacies and champagne was indeed delightful.
