One step, two steps, Wei Qinglian entered the restaurant, stood a step away from the bar, and looked up at Xia Yu through the display window.
"Do you plan to serve me?" she asked, her eyes playful.
Xia Yu shrugged and answered, "Do you think I shouldn't?"
"You, you've got some nerve, daring to ignore the Dragon Head's Decree, so why should you care about me?" Wei Qinglian seemed to be half-complaining, half-angry.
However, Xia Yu heard a softening in her tone.
At least she didn't start by calling him an orphan or a curse, and she knew she was a guest, so she gave the host some face.
"Here, add a stool!" Xia Yu called to the waiters outside. Little did he know, Morioka Makoto was already holding a stool in her hand. Upon hearing him, she immediately scurried to the bar, apologetically asking the big shots to make space. Adding one more chair meant one more guest, of course, and a little squeeze made room.
"Please,"
Xia Yu was pleased to see the bosses were very cooperative.
