Chapter 294 I'm a Son of a Bitch? Hmm?

• I followed her line of sight and spotted a guy in casual clothes. He was probably in his early twenties, younger than us.
• He was sitting somewhat uninhibitedly at the bar, his long legs flexibly pointed at the floor. He was chatting with a friend over a glass of wine.
• I shook my head, "He doesn't look familiar. I don't seem to know him."
• I had no impression of this boy at all.
• Manfan looked at me with a smile. I wasn't sure if he was drunk, but she said, "Do me a favor so I can get to know him."
• "Not helping."