Who is your boss?

Lin Hanxing's posture was gorgeous, but he turned a deaf ear.

He handed the other glass of red wine to Lei Xiao and sat on the high chair.

One of her legs was slightly bent, and the other leg was fair and straight, hanging down naturally. She lazily held the wine glass and gently shook it.

The corners of his lips were curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Oh?"

"Who's your boss?"

The fragrance of the wine brought about a slightly intoxicating feeling.

Lin Hanxing did not hide the mockery in his eyes at all. Even his mole was stained with sarcasm.

There was a kind of graceful charm that poured out from her bones.

"You don't even know who my boss is and you dare to bring people here to cause trouble!"

"Little girl, didn't your parents teach you manners?"

The middle-aged man who was trapped in the middle of the VIP room shouted arrogantly.

Lin Hanxing laughed instead of getting angry.