"Unfortunately, I really don't feel like serving you today." An Ziqing pulled back her hand, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, "I've served enough people tonight, too tired, I can't take it. Sorry, Mr. Ling!"
Watching Ling Chuan completely freeze, his cold eyes going from shock to disbelief and finally turning into disgust, An Ziqing didn't wait for him to speak again, slightly bowing as she did when she was a child, still so polite.
Unfortunately, this time the politeness was to keep a distance from him, walking away with natural poise.
Ling Chuan was almost driven mad with anger.
"An Ziqing! You're degrading yourself, it's disgusting!!"
Hearing his roar from behind, An Ziqing's steps didn't stop for a moment, the corner of her mouth pulling into an arc, yet it was so bitter.
She quickened her pace out of the hotel, hiding in the dark, covering her mouth, wanting to cry so much, yet not daring to cry out loud.
