In the hotel, a tall and beautiful waitress approached with a face full of smiles.
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Shen Yufeng nodded to the waitress.
The waitress glanced coldly at An Xiaoyu, who was dressed like a student, and asked: "Is this young lady joining as well?"
Shen Yufeng raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted his hand.
"I’m holding her hand , what do you think, is she a friend of mine?"
The waitress’s face stiffened, and she uttered an ’Oh’ sound, somewhat disheartened and feeble,
but soon, she regained that gentle and charming smile.
"Right this way, Mr. Shen."
Leading the way, she brought Shen Yufeng and An Xiaoyu to a luxurious private room.
Before entering, An Xiaoyu glanced at the name of the room—"Chaotianque".
After sitting down, Shen Yufeng asked softly, "What would you like to eat?"
An Xiaoyu shrugged, "I’m not picky, anything will do."
Shen Yufeng chuckled, "Hmm, easy to feed, good! Keep it up!"
Why did it always feel like Shen Yufeng was treating her like feeding a pig?
As Shen Yufeng started to order, An Xiaoyu’s gaze fell on the waitress and she also noticed her name tag.
So, her name was Xue Mengyao!
This waitress was really beautiful; the cheongsam she wore outlined her delicate and graceful figure, so slender, so elegant...
Only, those frank adoring and hopeful eyes of Xue Mengyao whenever she looked at Shen Yufeng, were so conspicuous that she could hardly hide them.
In fact, as soon as she came in, An Xiaoyu had already sensed the hostility from Xue Mengyao, but... she chose to disregard it.
After all, there were too many people who adored Shen Yufeng, and too many who were fond of him. So for Shen Yufeng, all these were quite common.
An Xiaoyu was distracted, but she heard Shen Yufeng say, "Alright, that’s it!"
Huh? What did he order? She was just focused on observing Xue Mengyao and didn’t listen!
Xue Mengyao took the menu and left the private room reluctantly, and it suddenly became quiet inside.
Shen Yufeng didn’t speak either, just sat with a hand propped under his chin, staring intently at An Xiaoyu.
An Xiaoyu had already noticed Shen Yufeng’s somewhat aggressive gaze, so she kept her back turned.
Geez... wasn’t the fuss in the car enough? Now he’s still looking at her like that, such a gaze is really making her spine tingle!
Suddenly, the sound of Shen Yufeng’s laughter came from behind.
"What, you seem... afraid to look at me!"
"Cough cough," An Xiaoyu coughed and glanced back at him, "Who says I’m afraid to look at you?"
Then she turned her head away again, her eyes landing on a pot of Lucky Bamboo.
"I just think... this Lucky Bamboo is pretty nice looking!"
Shen Yufeng turned slightly, his gaze falling on the Lucky Bamboo, then he huffed, "Prettier than me?"
Is this even comparable?
Seeing An Xiaoyu not replying, Shen Yufeng asked with dissatisfaction: "Why not speak? Which is better looking?"
Please, is God really competing with a pot of bamboo?
"Of course, it’s the Lucky Bamboo!"
As soon as An Xiaoyu finished speaking, Shen Yufeng suddenly stood up, walked over to her, leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and leaned in close to her.
At that moment, their eyes met!
Right now, the light inside the private room was much brighter than in the car, and the proud look in the eyes of the man in front of her, as well as that cool breath, made An Xiaoyu shiver all over.
Shen Yufeng looked down at her with lowered brows, his lips curved with a crisp arc, "Now, look into my eyes and tell me, who’s better looking, me or it?"