C209 Star? I Don't Know Her!

Hee Jiahua's lips curled into a faint, cold smirk as he casually leaned back in his chair, looking on as if he were an audience to a play.

Zhang Chen's suspicions were further confirmed, yet he remained patient.

The waiter, clearly distressed, offered, "I'm terribly sorry, sir. How about we bring you a new dish?"

With a crowd of onlookers and a celebrity among the diners