My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 1093 Waitress Piper

Chapter 1093 Waitress Piper

The images look extremely high quality, as if they were the images of a well-made luxury idol drama.

And those present looked like either posh siblings or posh couples.

Seeing the Jocelyn and Noah arrive, several people immediately shifted their gazes to their faces.

Harry casually played a mahjong and said, "Will you play, Noah?"

Noah stepped forward with Jocelyn in his arms, and at this time the waitress brought in two chairs.

The two immediately sat down.

Naturally, Jocelyn leaned on Noah.

Only at this time did Noah open his mouth, put his arm around Jocelyn and said, "My wife play."

Harry, "Okay."

It happens to be a long time since Jocelyn has been out entertaining as well.

At the moment, she sees mahjong and is tempted to play.

In fact, she now not only wants to play mahjong, but wants to do a lot of things.

Inside the house, after being stuck for so long, she now feels that even the air outside smells sweet.

Everything that meets the eye is fresh and new.

Harry, "Jocelyn, these guys are bursting with luck this evening, so you should pay some attention later."

Noah, "It doesn't matter, as long as my wife is happy, it doesn't matter if she wins or loses."

Jocelyn smiled.

At that, Ryan immediately looked at Jocelyn and said, "Jocelyn, since my brother is okay with it, then

you should lose, anyway, my brother has plenty of money."

Jocelyn then snapped her fingers with alacrity, "No problem."

Paige, "Then I'll have to win, or it will be of no fun."

Abel, "I agree."

People say so though.

But when Jocelyn did join in, it was all about giving in to Jocelyn.

In just a short while, the chips in front of Jocelyn had already piled up into a small mountain.

Jocelyn's win went too well and she was in a great mood.

Without realising it, the crowd had lost all their chips to Jocelyn.

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But Jocelyn did have hundreds of thousands worth of chips.

Naturally, Jocelyn knows why this is.

She had no intention of actually keeping the money for herself.

She then casually pushed the mountain of chips in front of her forward before saying with a smile, "I'll

pay for the whole purchase today, use these."

"I'll make it up if it's not enough." added Jocelyn.

After saying that, Jocelyn then beckoned to the waitress to order several bottles of wine.

When the crowd heard that there was wine, the excitement was then revived.

When the wine arrived, the waitress opened it all up and together they all dissociated themselves to the

sofa area, each found a seat, sat down and began to drink and chat.

Paige could only stay aside, drinking juice, as she could not drink.

Abel, on the other hand, was drinking happily.

The waitress at the side waited carefully, occasionally placing her gaze on Ryan's body.

She is a fan of Ryan.

She really didn't expect to meet a top star like Ryan at work.

The excitement of seeing her idol close at hand was overwhelming.

Noticing that Ryan's glass of wine had run out, the fan was immediately the first to walk up to him and

pour him a drink.

On the man, it is a light citrusy perfume that smells so good.

There was a moment when the fan's hand shook and the expensive wine spilled.

The golden liquid, running along the edge of the coffee table, trickled down onto Ryan's trousers.

In one fell swoop, a large wine stain was found on those immaculate trousers.

Seeing this scene, the waitress panicked and started to take a tissue, kneeling on the floor, wiping

while apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ryan hooked his lips, "It's okay."

He was a man who was always polite and mild-tempered in his treatment of others.

He doesn't care much about what's in front of him.

It's just that a matter of buying a new pair of trousers.

On the side, Abel frowned helplessly, looked at the waitress and asked in an annoyed voice, "What's

going on? Can you serve?"

The waitress immediately drew a cold breath and continued wiping while explaining, "He's my idol. I'm

nervous."

Abel smiled, his expression instantly relaxed, couldn't help but hook his lips, "Okay, understood."

Ryan smiled at her words, "Do I need to give you an autograph?"

The waitress, "Yeah."

The waitress's eyes glittered as she spoke.

The waitress then, from her own pocket, took out a small notebook and a pen and handed it to Ryan.

Ryan opened it, found a random clean page and signed his name directly.

Immediately after the signature, the little girl put the notebook carefully in her pocket, and then looked

at Ryan and said excitedly, "You are so kind, thank you. I really did not like the wrong person. "

Working in this kind of setting, she has seen too many, apparently, celebrities.

Ryan is the only one good.

Ryan had a relaxed and breezy face, "You're welcome."

Waitress, "Ryan, what about your trousers?"

Thinking about it, she was really sorry.

These trousers must have been very expensive.

Ryan, "It's fine. Go and do your business, you're not needed to serve here."

waitress, "Is it because I served you poorly?"

She really didn't want to go.

Ryan, "No, you're fine, it's just that we want to be comfortable and have a chat."

Only when the waitress heard this did she immediately let out a sigh of relief, before giving Ryan a

reluctant glance and turning to leave.

The moment she turned around, she saw Jocelyn chatting with Ryan and the others in such a natural

and harmonious way.

In an instant, she was even more envious of Jocelyn.

In fact, she was really curious to know how good life was as a woman like Jocelyn.

Husband is Noah, brother-in-law plus employee is Ryan, best friend is Abel, and Abel's woman Paige.

In addition to this, she is exceptionally good looking.

It was as if under the sky, all the things that ordinary women dreamed of, were within reach of Jocelyn.

Why exactly is Jocelyn so lucky?

After looking at Ryan, she looked at Jocelyn, and then she reluctantly closed the door.

"Piper, you're free now, right? Hurry up and do me a favor."

At this time, at the end of the corridor, a waitress, lying in the corner, whispered to her.

She immediately stepped up and ran straight over.

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After the waitress left, the world of Jocelyn and the gang relaxed even more.

As no one else was present, everyone became more and more casual.

The chatter, too, is much more varied.

From the world of entertainment, to the world of finance, to various recent current events.

When a group of people get together, there is never enough to talk about.

Jocelyn talked almost all the time.