C468 Is It My Fault That I'm Good

"I still don't need it. Just watch." Ann Xiaoxiao said with a fake smile.

Who would have thought that after Ann Xiaoxiao finished her sentence, the little old man would take back his menu, without caring about Zhan Lengrui's intentions, he turned around and handed it over to the waiter.

The waiter took the menu, turned to leave, then stopped.

"Excuse me, sir, ma'am