"His wife doesn't look particularly pretty, huh..." the man muttered resentfully.
"That's why he's my male god! He's different from other men; he doesn't judge people by appearances. He genuinely sees a person's heart..." Qiqi had a dreamy expression.
The man: "..." He felt his sister was overthinking it.
Jiang Nuo had no idea a fan thought of him this way in the lobby. Otherwise, he would definitely be surprised and say, "My wife is very pretty; I fell in love with her at first sight!"
Lian Jie couldn't stand it any longer, so when the maid returned, she handed the check she found to her and said with an immediate suppressed fury, "Mr. Luo, is this your membership card?"
"If it's my membership card, don't you already know? Didn't you take it for inspection?" Mr. Luo replied discontentedly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, our investigation shows that this card doesn't belong to you. According to our restaurant's rules, anyone entering must use their own membership card, and it is non-transferrable."
As she spoke, Lian Jie showed him the private restaurant's policy on the back of the membership card.
Only then did Mr. Luo suddenly remember that his friend had mentioned the card was for personal use only, advising him to be careful when using it.
His friend didn't want to lend it to him, but unfortunately, this person owed him a huge favor, so he lent it reluctantly.
"Mr. Luo, I think you need to explain," Lian Jie stood tall, still smiling, "And according to our records, although you entered the private restaurant first, it was them who definitely intended to dine."
So, sorry, but it seems the one making a fuss is Mr. Luo～
Mr. Luo froze entirely, his face alternating between blue and red. He had never been embarrassed like this before, especially in such an ugly manner.
Whether it's that pretty boy or this woman, he hated them both.
Damn it! How dare they not give him face.
He seemed to feel that all the eyes in the lobby were on him, full of disdain and contempt.
"Or would you like me to invite you out?" Lian Jie raised her hand, and a group of security guards in black uniforms appeared.
They surrounded Mr. Luo tightly.
"Fine, very well, all of you remember this—" Mr. Luo stormed off angrily.
Qian Lele was still standing there, unwilling to leave her male god. Wuwuwuwu... her signed photo!
"What are you still doing there? Hurry up and follow!" Mr. Luo also harbored hatred toward this woman. If she hadn't seduced him, why would he have run into the restroom before even ordering food?
Dammit!
If he had ordered first and secured the spot, there wouldn't be all this trouble. Ultimately, it was this woman's fault.
As soon as they reached the underground parking lot, Mr. Luo suddenly turned around and slapped Qian Lele.
"Slap—"
Qian Lele was completely stunned: "Why did you hit me?"
"You motherf***er! If it weren't for you, would I have been kicked out without even having eaten?" Mr. Luo gritted his teeth, "I've never been this embarrassed my whole life."
Qian Lele held her face, almost crying: "What does this have to do with me? You were the one who wanted to create trouble for your male god. You got thrown out, and you deserved it..."
Cutting the grass must be done thoroughly. From the first day Mu Qiuniang stepped into cultivation, her master told her that dealing with enemies required no mercy; otherwise, leaving the roots risks them regrowing.
At the time, she didn't understand this principle, but one day, when she spared an enemy out of kindness, that enemy later almost caused her to lose a very respected senior brother.
Since then, Mu Qiuniang has never been soft-hearted again.
Luo Shangwen perhaps only "offended" Jiang Nuo, but who knows if that man would hold a grudge. Just to be safe, Mu Qiuniang cast a talisman paper on him.
If he bears no ill intentions, nothing will happen; but if he harbors malice towards Jiang Nuo, then everything will befall him instead.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Nuo asked, seeing her lost in thought, puzzled.
"Nothing!" Mu Qiuniang shook her head.
She couldn't possibly tell him that she just "saw" the man hitting his woman, right?
How would she explain being able to "see" what happened in the underground parking lot while sitting in the lobby?
"Are you finished eating?" Mu Qiuniang changed the subject.
"Yes, are you? Want to order a few more dishes?"
"No, I'm finished," Mu Qiuniang had actually already been fasting; not eating didn't matter. One reason was to accompany him; the other was just to satisfy a craving.
Jiang Nuo immediately rang the bell to request the bill.
Lian Jie came over personally and said that the restaurant apologized for the disturbance and offered this dinner on the house as "compensation."
"Thank you!" Jiang Nuo wasn't sure how much the meal cost, but he knew each dish here was over a thousand yuan.
Ten dishes easily reached ten thousand.
Especially that health soup, it basically started at over ten thousand yuan.
"Honey, I've saved at least thirty thousand yuan today..." Jiang Nuo smiled at Mu Qiuniang.
Mu Qiuniang blinked expressionlessly: So today's dishes are this expensive?
If she were to tell him that the food she usually eats is several times more authentic than this "counterfeit product," would he feel sorry for the money spent today?
"Bro, my male god is leaving, hurry, I need to get his autograph," Qiqi hurried her brother to pay the bill.
"Please come again next time!" Lian Jie personally escorted Jiang Nuo and his wife to the elevator and even pressed the button for them.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt someone follow Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang into the elevator.
Poor Li Weiqiao hadn't even realized what was happening when he noticed his sister had disappeared, left speechless: "..."
Wasn't she the one who insisted on coming to this private restaurant, claiming the dishes had beauty-enhancing effects more effective than high-end beauty treatments?
So he pulled some strings to get a membership card and took her there today, and...
Does she even realize that a meal here costs tens of thousands?
She just abandoned her doting brother for some guy?
Li Weiqiao felt somewhat desolate.
Li Qiqi had already cast her brother aside. In the elevator now, she was extremely excited and nervous.
This was her male god; in this small space, she was less than half a meter away from him, breathing the same air.
She could even smell the scent emanating from him, so intoxicating.
Oh, my male god!
Don't be fooled, Li Qiqi could appear calm and charming in front of her brother, but when she faced her male god, she was too nervous to speak.