Before Tong Jialu could finish speaking, she noticed the subtle smile at the corner of Chen Cheng's mouth.
"You're really too bad!"
With a coquettish complaint, Tong Jialu's right index finger slid down from Chen Cheng's chest, eventually stopping at the edge of his belt.
Then, with a casual tug, they both headed towards the restroom in the private room without saying a word.
Thump, thump, thump.
A knock at the door echoed.
Tong Jialu thought it was a waiter and didn't open the door, simply responding, "We didn't ring the bell."
But the door was opened regardless.
Tong Jialu's hand immediately behaved, and seeing Zhang Zhenchao standing at the doorway, she said in surprise, "Mr. Zhang?"
"Manager Tong, it's indeed you."
Zhang Zhenchao stepped in, his gaze scanning the room, noticing there were only Chen Cheng and Tong Jialu inside, and no drinks, he couldn't figure out what they were up to.
