It was late at night, so it was normal for some guests to be tired. The superior had already told them about this.
Therefore, the waitress reacted quickly and politely without Kian's consent.
"Miss, this way please."
Greta was a little surprised that Don finally let her go. She walked around with him and was really tired, so she looked at him with a complicated expression and stuttered, "Thank, thank you."
A soft and sweet voice.
Don's heart was melted by her.
But he was dissatisfied with the fact that he could always be ea
's good for us to be like this now."
Don kept silent for a while and asked, "Why didn't she ask you for help since she needs my help?"
"She didn't know we knew each other at that time."
"Now she knows?"
"Yes, but she preferred to follow her own way, so don't care about your friendship with me. You are yours and we are ours."
Don understood and nodded. He admired Myra even more.
"She is such an excellent woman. Aren't you afraid of being snatched by me?"
Kian looked at him with a frown and said, "You don't match her."