In the vegetarian restaurant, Mo Beichen ordered a few dishes, all of which Manager Buhui had favored many times before. He also ordered the signature dish recommended by the manager. Once the manager left with the menu, he looked at the woman whose eyebrows were as picturesque as a painting.
Buhui's features were quite ordinary, but with a bit of makeup, she could leave an amazing impression. She belonged to a type that grew more attractive the more you looked at her, especially now with lipstick on. Her radiant appearance made his heart unconsciously race.
"Buhui, you look really nice like this!"
Buhui picked up the teacup to drink, but was caught off guard by Mo Beichen's compliment. The tea went straight down the wrong pipe. She hastily put down the cup, coughing violently.
