Murong Xu remained cold. He looked at the woman sideways as if looking at something he had no interest in at all. Even though he had noticed her embarrassed expression, he acted like it had nothing to do with him.

Upon sensing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more awkward, Zhuang Yaru stood up in a hurry to save the situation.

"Well, Xiaoxu, mind your attitude. You're really impolite. Don't make people laugh at you. Take a seat first!" ...