He naturally sat next to Bo Yimo, facing Yin Weiyi.
Qiao Jing watched Tong Yan eat plate after plate with great interest, "Every time I see you, you're eating. Bo Yimo, this guy is too unromantic. How can he always take his girlfriend to eat, eat, eat."
Tong Yan choked for a moment, "I'm not his girlfriend."
Qiao Jing happily slapped the table, "I told you, how could this eternal bachelor possibly get out of the single club before me, sure enough. Could it be he's still pursuing?"
Tong Yan was momentarily at a loss for words. But Emperor Bo an eternal bachelor? No way, right?
Bo Yimo called the waiter, his voice calm, "Please ask security to kick him out, it's affecting my appetite."
"But he is..." The waiter was embarrassed.
Qiao Jing jumped up in anger, "Bo Yimo, you bastard, what do you mean!"
"Eyesore." Bo Yimo's thin lips moved slightly, "Your IQ is inversely proportional to your words."
Qiao Jing: ...
