C270 You Have a Muddled Face

Hua Xiangxue nodded, and the waiter stepped away.

Sitting across from Lu Qinghuai, who didn't even look up, he mumbled, "Don't try to talk me out of it. I'm not skipping out on the tab."

Hua Xiangxue raised an eyebrow.

Lu Qinghuai poured another drink, but just as he was about to take a sip, Hua Xiangxue stopped him.

Frowning, Lu Qinghuai looked up and saw it was Hua Xiangxue