There was a blond girl in the corner, sitting there quietly drinking coffee.

"Miss, I bought you this cup of coffee." Vuitton came to the girl in a very gentlemanly manner.

"No need." The girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled politely.

Vuitton was immediately stunned.

Damn it, you don't play according to the routine?

Shouldn't the correct script require a nod of approval?

"Um...can you get some paper for me?" He pointed to the tissue on the table.

The girl frowned and looked at him like a fool: "Don't you have hands yourself?"

After saying that, she made an internationally recognized gesture, stood up from her seat, and walked away.

The smile on Vuitton's face suddenly froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched rapidly.

Damn it.

Is it the way I opened it that's wrong?
Chapter completed!