527: Mr. Nian, Your Girlfriend Is Sitting Right There. Isn’t It Inappropriate for You to Say That?

Mr. Nian, Your Girlfriend Is Sitting Right There. Isn’t It Inappropriate for You to Say That?

Watching his movements, Luosang felt as if her internal organs were burning. He never wiped her chair.0

Yan Su patted her on the lap under the table and signaled for her to calm down. Luosang took a few deep breaths in a row, then said, "Mr. Nian, your girlfriend is pretty. May I ask her name?"

Nian Junting couldn't answer that question. What was her name? He really didn't know her name. He turned to the lady and said, "Introduce yourself."

"My name is Qiao Xue," the girl said.

"That's a very good name." Luosang gave a fake smile.

"It has to be," said Nian Junting to Qiao Xue gently. "Eat whatever you want. Isn't this your favorite?"

Qiao Xue wanted to cry. She was from Zhejiang Province and couldn't handle any spicy food. However, as her boss had given the order, she had no other choice but to force herself to eat that food. She had two bites, and then tears gushed out of her eye sockets.

Luosang was jealous of her at first, but seeing her tears, she suddenly started feeling sorry for her. Nevertheless, Nian Junting didn't notice that at all but kept putting more food on her plate.

"Here, have some more. Eat whatever you want. These are all your favorite," he said.

Qiao Xue raised her face to show Nian Junting her tearful eyes, but he didn't even look at her. Instead, he fixed his eyes on Luosang, who sat in front of him. Qiao Xue didn't understand why she was so unlucky that she had to pretend to be Mr. Nian's girlfriend. "Mr. Nian, you try it, too," she said.

"Alright, feed me." Nian Junting raised his chin toward her.

Trembling, Qiao Xue put the food into his mouth with a pair of clean chopsticks.

Luosang watched coldly. After Nian Junting started chewing, she said, "Mr. Nian, I can't believe that you're actually eating in a place like this. They only have a C grade for hygiene. I'm afraid you have no idea that they never wash their vegetables, and their ham is the cheapest kind, about 30 cents a piece. I think it's made from sick pigs or even rats. Oh, and that tofu contains lots of antibiotics. Also, I heard that the meatball you just ate is the same as eating a condom. Do you get it? The bowl that you're using isn't sterilized. It's not even clean. As for disposable chopsticks, I think you're aware that they're all recycled. They collect used chopsticks, wash them with water, and then resell them."

The more she said, the darker Nian Junting's face became. At last, he bent over and spat that meatball out. After that, he glared at Luosang coldly and said, "Xu Luosang, how can you eat in such a dirty place? Aren't you afraid that this food might give you infertility?"

"What is that to you? I'm your ex-girlfriend. If you're gonna have kids, I won't be their mother." Luosang sneered. "Also, call me Miss Xu. After all, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Nian Junting's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to argue with her but didn't know how, so he said, "We surely have something to do with each other. You're my ex-girlfriend, so we can get back together. According to experts' research, ninety percent of couples get back together after they break up. If we get back together someday, you having infertility will be troublesome for me."

Luosang had never seen such a shameless man. He had dumped her, and now he talked about getting back together.

Yan Su couldn't help but remind him, "Mr. Nian, your girlfriend is sitting right there. Isn't it inappropriate for you to say that?"

"It's okay, it's okay," said Qiao Xue with tearful eyes.

Yan Su didn't know how to respond.

Luosang raised a hand and said, "Bill, please."

The restaurant owner quickly walked over. "Sure."

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