A MAN OF WORD (PART 3)

"Speak of the devil," Louis murmured. Though his voice was low, everyone could hear him.

Louis couldn't recognize Xue Lin at first. If it wasn't for her pair of grey eyes and her body size, he would have thought that it was another person. 

"Hello boys, I'm a temporary host of this host club. My name is Mo Xuan. It's an honor to meet the excellent hosts. Please guide me well." Xue Lin bowed after introducing herself to everyone. Her voice was cheerful and energetic.

"…" The hosts were speechless. 'That's no dude. It's a middle schooler!' That's all they were thinking.

They didn't think that they would meet a happy-go-lucky, down to earth brat rather than a gigolo. Seeing this exciting little man, all the negative thoughts about her swept away like a summer breeze.