This nickname was like timely rain!
"Okay, got it."
Leng Lingxiao smiled with his eyes as he set down the foreign liquor and, with a wave of his right hand, a middle-aged man in a neat suit immediately stepped into the booth.
The freshly squeezed watermelon juice was quickly delivered, along with some dried fruits and spiced meats.
Wang Jinghui shook his head with a smile, "Not drinking anymore?"
"Not drinking, not drinking, let's do it another day. I still have to take Tangtang back to Mei Garden later, and it's late... It's also not safe for a girl to walk on mountain roads."
As Leng Lingxiao replied, he poured a drink, and as he finished speaking, he handed the square glass to Wang Jinghui.
The respectful gesture served as an apology!
After all, Wang Jinghui was the one invited, and it indeed seemed somewhat inappropriate not to drink at a bar.
