not stupid, but he knew too little.
Wen Liang got up and went to the bathroom, walked through the long corridor on the left, and passed a private room with a door ajar. Suddenly he heard the sound of plates falling to the ground, followed by a male voice yelling, and then chairs and tables collided. The person fell to the ground and screamed in pain. Wen Liang stopped and glanced sideways. He saw a girl lying on the ground with her back to him. She covered her face with one hand and pressed her calf with the other. There was faint blood dripping from her pants on the ground.
“Damn, how do you serve me? I think you look good. I’ll touch you to make you look good. How dare you hide? The dishes are spilled all over you. Your mother can’t even afford to pay for these clothes! Why don’t you hurry up? Apologize, are you looking for a slap?”
Wen Liang doesn’t want to meddle in other people’s business. It’s common for some people to tease pretty waiters while eating. It doesn’t have to be anything, they just like the tone. As soon as she took a step away, the girl came over with a clear, stubborn and trembling voice:
“I’m right!”
Huh?
Wen Liang stopped in confusion. Although he felt a little familiar when he saw the back, he didn’t take it to heart. As long as women in the world are not Sister Furongfeng, they will always have something in common from the back. It’s no big deal. Hearing this voice at this time, it suddenly touched a faint memory somewhere deep in my mind, as if, just as if, I had heard it somewhere.
Another male voice sounded: “Okay, apologize and go out immediately. Zizhong, let people clean up the floor quickly. Why are you arguing with a waiter!”
“I’m not wrong!”
It was still the girl’s stubborn voice. But it was so clear that Wen Liang’s eyes turned cold and he turned around suddenly!
“Little girl, you are still arrogant? You are right, but I am wrong? You are so shameless, go to hell!”
Bang!
Wen Liang kicked open the door, and everything in the private room immediately came into view. On a small round table, three people were sitting one after another. A handsome young man, probably less than thirty years old, was dressed in an exquisite and luxurious Zegna wool suit. He was simple and decent, both stable and fashionable. But at this moment, the corners of this expensive piece of clothing were stained with greasy soup, and the man frowned with a very impatient expression.
This woman can make people admire her once she looks at her, and can make men excited with just two glances. From extremely pure to extremely slutty, she can enchant people’s hearts at will with just one look or a chuckle.
Opposite these two outstanding men and women, there was an inconspicuous and thin man, his head lowered all the time. Even when Wen Liang kicked in the door, he did not raise his head and look over. He was terrifyingly calm.
The carpet in the room was in a mess, the overturned dishes were upside down on the floor, and the golden chrysanthemums were all crumpled into a ball, no longer as