Even though Gu Changshu had a quiet personality, he seemed to really love his wife, Gu Junhui. Those who could love others were those with weaknesses.
Ah Zhu returned to the private room, satisfied, and told Brother Ding what he had heard.
Ah Zhu smiled. "Brother Ding, I told the manager to waive the bill for them. I saw how careful they were when they ordered the dishes. I was afraid that they would not be able to pay for the extra dishes. Before I worked for you, I was not any better than Gu Changshu and his wife. Luckily, I met you, Brother Ding. Come, let me toast to you. I am thankful that you brought me great fortune and helped me reach the peak of my life!"
"Ah Zhu, you are very good at talking!" The woman next to Brother Ding praised him. Her 40-year-old face was covered with heavy makeup, and her nails were also covered with red nail polish. She sat there in a mink fur coat. At a glance, she looked like a lady.