"Xiaoli, don't be so formal! How about this, I'll go visit your mom another day!"
Su Liuying said kindly, but Niu Xiaoli shook her head, "Don't go, I myself don't even want to return to that home!"
"Why not?"
Su Liuying looked at Niu Xiaoli, puzzled, but she didn't want to answer Su Liuying's question anymore, she set the red wine and drinks they had ordered on the small round table, "Your orders are all here, please enjoy!"
Niu Xiaoli left the VIP room, and when she turned to close the door, she cast a glance at Tony and Su Liuying and silently sneered to herself.
Once Niu Xiaoli had left, Tony began to speak, "Liuying, do you know that waitress?"
"Oh, a friend!"
As Tony swirled the wine in his glass, he said, "Oh, I don't like the way she looks at people."
His comment surprised Su Liuying. She wondered why everyone had such a poor impression of Niu Xiaoli, whose appearance was above average.
"Let's not talk about her!"
