The implication was easy to understand.
Jiang Xiao's cheeks instantly turned a shade of crimson, her eyes brimming with bashful reluctance and anticipation. "Mr. Huo, everyone is here..."
Huo Yihan seemed to have seen something amusing and let out a couple of low laughs. He stopped flirting with the doll, picked up his wine glass, and drank carelessly.
The blush on Jiang Xiao's face lasted for a long time, as if she felt somewhat awkward, and she kept her head down.
Xu Moyi had been eating since the dishes started coming in, almost without stopping, to the point where the food was about to reach her throat, yet she continued eating.
It seemed like if she stopped, she might do something out of control.
Nan Wan frowned, reached out to take the chopsticks from Xu Moyi's hand, and stopped her from continuing to eat, "Did you come from Africa as a refugee? Will you have to go hungry for three days after this meal?"
