"Yeah!" Zhou Jingman looked at the other party, a hint of superiority flashing across her face, "I just heard that the person who booked the private room inside is Jiang, the junior?"
"I'm really sorry, today is my birthday, and my boyfriend insisted on bringing me here to celebrate. He invited my friends to join us for dinner. But unexpectedly, the waiter managed to book someone else into the room I had reserved in advance. We had to trouble the manager to rearrange it for us, and it turned out we took Jiang, the junior's, private room."
"If Jiang, the junior, doesn't mind, you can bring along your boyfriend, as well as this... friend, to eat with us. I think my boyfriend wouldn't mind treating a few more people." Saying this, she turned to the man beside her, "Dear, right?"
"Absolutely! What's a few more people? This young master can afford it, as long as my darling is happy."
