Pool Party

Of course, it was impossible to eat the whole meal, but with Young Master Ji's standard of consumption, it wouldn't be too much of a problem to report to a small restaurant at this time.

But Meng Qingge stopped him, and the more he turned the page, the more likely it would attract the attention of the paparazzi.

Ji Wanzhou had no choice but to quietly follow Qingge to the seat of honor.

There were unexpectedly many people in the restaurant with the sachet on her head. A sexy lady quickly walked towards them.

"Yoh, what a coincidence. We just met. Even if you've just stepped on it, it can't be so coincidental." Lucy welcomed her happily and patted Qingge on the shoulder.

"You're here too, what a coincidence." Meng Qingge looked at this woman with a slight resistance. Although this woman had always been very warm to him, she had never been able to have the slightest bit of goodwill towards him.