"Did you hear that? Young Master Gaoyang says you're not qualified, so tell your manager to come out," someone beside them began shouting.
By the time they arrived, the first floor of the restaurant was already sparsely filled with patrons.
At that moment, Young Master Gaoyang and his group began driving the other diners to different tables, clearing out the empty ones.
Someone refused to accept it and tried to argue, only to be slapped several times until they were dazed.
This group was utterly unreasonable.
The originally quiet atmosphere was instantly shattered.
"What brings Young Master Gaoyang to my humble establishment today?" A gentle voice sounded from the back of the restaurant.
Immediately afterward, a woman emerged with graceful, unhurried steps.
She was somewhat older, already in her thirties.
Her looks were not breathtakingly beautiful, but she could still be rated an eight out of ten.
What truly stood out was her figure. Even ten points would feel too few—graceful and full-bodied, round as jade and smooth as pearl.
She had flesh where she should and none where she should not.
Her figure was flawless; one could not find the slightest imperfection.
Anyone who saw her would likely praise her.
"Sister Xu, I missed you, didn't I?" Young Master Gaoyang said with a smile.
The woman walked before him, and he stretched out his right hand, intending to pull her into his arms.
Yet her body was exceedingly nimble. With a turn, she evaded his grasp.
Her white teeth and red lips curved in a smile. "Young Master Gaoyang, you've frightened my guests. This display hardly looks like you came because you missed me."
"How could that be?" Young Master Gaoyang sat beside the table, leaning against it as he smiled. "What are they worth anyway? If Sister Xu