"Oh." Song Zhike laughed with a hint of mischief, "It seems the woman from last night was quite impressive, to have worn Mr. Qin out like this."
Su Jiuyi, hearing this teasing remark and recalling her own encounter with Shi Aoju last night, blushed furiously.
"Where's your mind at?" Qin Shaobai tossed a fork next to the dinner plate toward Song Zhike, hitting the bread on the plate in front of him, "I ended up playing bartender last night, mixing drinks for Qi Jingren all evening."
Qi Jingren?
Hearing Qin Shaobai mention Qi Jingren's name, Su Jiuyi raised her head in confusion, casting a scrutinizing glance at him.
He looks somewhat familiar...
Seems like he was the man watching Qi Jingren sleep at the bar two days ago.
"You were bartending, what was she doing?" Song Zhike asked.
"She used three phones to play that game you developed all night," Qin Shaobai said, wearing a look of defeat.
