"Throw that away. It's dirty," Wei Zhiqian suddenly said as he took the skewer from Tan Mo's hand and threw it into the bin next to him.
The woman was completely stunned by his words, especially as she hadn't even complained because Tan Mo had dirtied her hand.
"I...my hand is clean..." the woman stammered.
In order to make a good impression on Wei Zhiqian, she had even gone to the washroom to wash her hands with scented hand soap and applied hand lotion.
She had also checked her teeth to make sure that no food was stuck in them before reapplying her lipstick.
Of course, all her friends had done the same thing.
That was why she was sure her hands were clean. However, Wei Zhiqian didn't even want to hear her explanation.
"But...what a waste. Uncle grilled that for me..." Tan Mo pouted.
"Don't worry. There's more coming your way," Wei Zhiqian smiled warmly.
