Regarding Nanrong Hao's special request, the waiter had no choice but to find the restaurant manager. Shortly, the manager came over to Nanrong Hao, smiling, and said: "Mr. Nanrong, don't worry, we'll make sure you're satisfied."
"You know me? That's good. Just so you know, if things don't go well, I won't hesitate to ruin your restaurant."
"Yes, of course." The manager quickly retreated.
At this moment, the beauty at the next table noticed Nanrong Hao's gaze repeatedly drifting toward her, and she couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed. However, she said nothing, just lowered her head, ignoring Nanrong Hao's eyes. Sensing his girlfriend's discomfort, Jiang Hao asked concernedly, "Liu Xin, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No." The beauty named Liu Xin gently shook her head and whispered: "The guys at the opposite table keep looking at me. I don't like that look."
Hearing this, Jiang Hao frowned and said seriously, "Wait here, I'll deal with them."
