"Ah, let's eat, let's eat, we're all hungry." Jack's face wore an awkward smile.
Aiden echoed the sentiment, "Yes, let's eat quickly. I've always heard Chinese food is delicious. Today, I must have a good taste."
Zhan Qiyi also timely put away his sense of loss, smiled faintly, and began to call for the dishes to be served. Just then, Lin Mubai intervened: "Mr. Zhan, if you don't mind, please move with your friends to the adjoining private room. I will host tonight, as a welcome for the friends An Nan has brought from afar." When Lin Mubai spoke, it was in a solid and fluent English.
His every move exuded an unspoken elegance, further enhancing his enticing appearance, making it hard for people to take their eyes off him.
Yet his tone, filled with the air of a host, once again cast a layer of awkwardness over the atmosphere, though it was hard to dislike him. This was the charm of Lin Mubai, or perhaps the charm of an excellent man.
