"Me too! You don't know, when the handsome, tall, and domineering Young Master walked over, my whole body froze. Then when he threw the card at me, I felt my breath stop."
"Even when he's angry, he's so mesmerizing..."
"But to make Young Master angry, that woman is really something! Did you see the women he brought before? Each one tried to please him. With just one look, they wanted to kneel down and help him step on toes..."
"Oh, sounds so sour. You want to kneel and lick, but he wouldn't even care!"
"Damn, as if you could! You strip, he probably wouldn't even glance!"
The two bartenders started gossiping and arguing.
Nangong Yaoling sat in the car with a cold face, completely unaware whether people were gossiping about licking toes or licking something else. His hands tightly gripped the steering wheel, a menacing aura radiating from his whole body.
Xia Xiaonuan caught up, and as soon as she got into the car, she felt the air pressure was off.
