The man glanced at Cleo's dress.
"Look how this dress is so dirty and it must be really hard to clean. So if you guys really aren't dating… "Cleo acted sad, disappointed, and guilty.
The man had a pale face.
"Yes. Please," he exclaimed, inviting Cleo to take the waiters away with a heart that didn't want it.
Cleo who succeeded in giving the code to the waiters to follow her. Thanked the masher and stepped into the toilet with the waiters behind her.
While observing from the corner of her eye the annoyed expression of the man who had now lost his pleasant moment. Cleo told the waiters to immediately help her clean the dirt on her dress while grumpily.
"Can you not properly rebel so that you are not harassed?" Cleo asked frustratedly holding back all her annoyance that had reached her head.