For a moment, An An felt like her mind had exploded, completely blank.
She felt like a pig for not recognizing that he was Lu Mingfei.
If she had realized earlier, she wouldn't have made herself look like such a fool.
Perhaps at this moment, in his eyes, she looked like a clown.
An An couldn't help but smile bitterly; perhaps she herself dared not think of him.
He had said he didn't want to see her or be friends with her.
And she had said that if they met again, they'd be strangers, with no more entanglements.
She steadied herself, then looked at the waiter, saying casually, "Make sure this lobster is watched, if even one antenna is missing, it's just against me."
Hearing Zhuo Anan's words, the waiter nodded immediately, like the most loyal guard.
"Miss Zhuo, don't worry, not a single antenna will be missing."
At this moment, Mo Xiqing was furious, her face turning green with anger.
