"Can you be a little reasonable? I'm telling the truth! Think about it yourself. I've been running all over the place. As soon as I got back, I had to help you at the Chen Group, and then we ran into all those assassins. Isn't that tiring? Last night, I killed a bunch of enemies at the bar, then climbed a mountain. I really didn't get any sleep!"
Zhou Fan explained with a look of utter grievance, as if he'd suffered some terrible injustice.
"I don't want to deal with you. Don't talk to me!" Looking at Zhou Fan, who was making faces at her, Chen Yao fought the urge to kick him in the face as she spoke in a huff.
"Fine. By the way, do you know the owner of this place?" Zhou Fan gave a shameless smile, glanced at the owner bustling in the back kitchen, and asked quietly.
Chen Yao shot Zhou Fan a look and decided to ignore him, but she regretted it a second later.
