"What are you laughing at?" Those guys and girls who regarded themselves as aristocrats saw Ye Xiao laughing heartily and immediately became very displeased.
Their purpose was undoubtedly to make a fool of Ye Xiao and to provoke him. But who could have expected that Ye Xiao would laugh more joyfully than anyone, as if he had encountered some great happy event.
"Why shouldn't I laugh?" Ye Xiao said with a smile, looking at these aristocratic offspring.
Actually, even Jiang Miaoke at this moment was curious, not knowing why Ye Xiao was so happy.
"Why do you laugh? What right do you have to laugh? You're just a gigolo relying on women." At this time, one of the guys laughed and shouted at Ye Xiao.
Right now, more than half of the restaurant's patrons were looking at Ye Xiao, clearly wanting to see how this man, despised by others, would get angry and how he would vent.
But they were disappointed.
