"Miss Officer, I've found it," the person who had been knocked spoke up, quickly changing their address.
Transforming 'officer' into a name, making 'Jing' a surname.
When Lu Wanwan went downstairs, her heart felt even more uneasy, as if these people were behaving this way because of her presence.
The waiter holding a flathead screwdriver finally breathed a sigh of relief and entered the room.
"Officer, you scared me to death. A girl suddenly came out earlier, and I was terrified that I had blown your cover."
"Yeah, and when that girl came out, she told the people inside to 'take good care of that mister.'"
"That's so indecent!"
"To think they would do such things in our restaurant."
"Those college students too, there are so many better things to do. And that man, he must be a pimp."
Mu Xing took the flathead screwdriver, still feeling a bit guilty.
