When he came back to his senses, a smile had already appeared on Trump's handsome face. He looked at Chi Lian and said, "Beauty, how about I have a drink with you?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Trump spoke Chinese. Although he had some accent, it was close to the standard.
Chi Lian revealed a slightly surprised expression. She looked at Trump and asked, "Do you think I'm Chinese?"
"Yes?" Trump raised his eyebrows slightly. "Isn't that so?"
Chi Lian smiled and shook her head gently. "I'm not Chinese, but I can speak Chinese."
The topic opened. Trump sat at the White man's seat with interest. He looked at Chi Lian and asked, "I'm from Canada. Where are you from?"
Chi Lian gently flipped her long red hair. Any casual action revealed a myriad of charms, making Trump's eyes widen.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes narrowed. "Why don't you guess?"
