Bai Xiaolian couldn't help but sneeze as a dust cloud was stirred up when Quan Zehao had been pounding the bar. Her sensitive nose couldn't bear it.
Seeing this, Xiaopang also sneezed and looked at Quan Zehao awkwardly, "It's too cold with the AC, couldn't keep it in."
"Do you think I'm deaf? Can't you tell the difference between a man and woman's sneeze?"
Quan Zehao was even angrier, he went behind the bar and spotted Bai Xiaolian hiding beneath it. He scoffed, "So, you are taking a drip here? How dedicated."
Bai Xiaolian's face turned beet-red. Once discovered, she reluctantly crawled out from beneath the bar and stared at Quan Zehao, "What else do you want? We have nothing to do with each other anymore."
"Whether we are done or not is for me to decide."
Quan Zehao grabbed Bai Xiaolian and she struggled, "Let go, I still have to work."
"Xiaolian, what should we do?"
Xiaopang was worried, he didn't know how to help Bai Xiaolian.