Brother Cheng approached their table and sized up the girl from a short distance. Her face was particularly clean, her skin excellent, and that hint of aloofness was especially enticing.
Brother Cheng, with a square face, forced a smile, "Beautiful, let's add each other on WeChat!"
Upon hearing this, Xue Chuchu tensed, she struggled to lift her head and refuse, "Sorry, I don't add strangers."
She had encountered situations like this many times before and had turned them down every one of them.
A flash of discomfort crossed Brother Cheng's face, and he leaned in closer, squeezing out a smile, "Beautiful, I lost a bet with my friends, do me a favor."
Jiang Ning stepped in, "What does your losing a bet have to do with us? Don't disturb our meal."
Brother Cheng's expression immediately soured, "Who the hell are you to care when I'm asking for a girl's contact?"
"She is with me, so it does have something to do with me," replied Jiang Ning, unruffled.
