Love N Hate - Hate leaves ugly scars; love leaves beautiful ones‪.‬ LoveNHate

Right as little Laxman had an expression of a saint at romance and exaggeration, a charming yet dignified and intelligent voice appeared behind him, “Little Laxman, how many more times do you think your pay can get cut?”
As if he was shocked by an electric current, Little Laxman was dumbfounded. Once he returned to his senses, he immediately sidestepped and pretended to mix drinks, as if nothing happened, but the cold sweat on his forehead gave away the fear in his heart.
With an elegant modern qipao, her thighs were vaguely displayed through the slit to the side of her leg which released an arousing sex appeal. In addition, her plump breasts, and an exquisite waist matched well with that smooth porcelain-like face that looked like a meticulous piece of art. On her shoulder were strands of light purple hair. This was a young lady with an appearance like she came out from a painting, as she leisurely walked towards Rahul.
Rahul smiled with both his face and eyes, looking right at the lady without a trace of awkwardness, and sincerely said, “Rose, you’re really pretty happy birthday.”