Qiao Yu knew her best friend very well. When she saw that Meng Tian's face showed no disgust, and even held a hint of admiration, she knew Meng Tian didn't dislike Xu Fang.
The first step of my matchmaking plan was a success.
"Xu Fang, chat with my friend for a while. I'll go to the warehouse and arrange for the delivery," Qiao Yu instructed, not wanting to be a third wheel, and left the two of them alone.
Xu Fang was decent at talking business, but he had no experience chatting with women. He just stood there awkwardly.
"What are you standing there for? Sit down and let's chat."
Xu Fang did as he was told and sat on the sofa, forming a right angle with Meng Tian.
Seeing his awkwardness, the mischievous Meng Tian was instantly intrigued and even had the thought of teasing him. Holding back her laughter, she put on a serious face and said, "Didn't I ask you to chat with me? So, chat."
"What do you want to chat about?" Xu Fang asked blankly.
