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Chapter 25 - 025: There are fans, Sister Lian

Lian Jie didn't bother Jiang Nuo and his wife again. She handed the membership card to the maid and invited Mr. Luo and his companion to her office for a chat.

"Just a pretty boy, is it necessary to be so cautious?" Mr. Luo glanced at Jiang Nuo disdainfully. He didn't want to leave and insisted that the pretty boy had "stolen" his seat, so the pretty boy had to give it up and "compensate" him.

Jiang Nuo completely ignored him, as if he didn't exist, continuing to "serve" his wife during dinner.

And this attentiveness only confirmed Mr. Luo's suspicion—who else would flatter an unattractive woman like this besides a freeloading pretty boy?

Lian Jie was a bit helpless: "I've already arranged for someone to check the membership card records, and we'll have the results soon. Mr. Luo, please don't worry." So, can we go to the office now and not disturb her male god during his meal?

"No way! I want this seat." Mr. Luo was determined to drive out the pretty boy. Hmph! He didn't win against the pretty boy back then, but this time he would.

"Get lost—" Jiang Nuo shot him a cold look. If by now he couldn't tell that this man was deliberately causing him trouble, he really was an idiot.

Dammit! Can't even have a peaceful meal.

"Who are you telling to get lost? Hey—" Mr. Luo immediately glared back, even raising his hand as if he was going to hit someone.

Though Mu Qiuniang had been quietly eating, she was fully aware of the commotion around her. She couldn't bear to hit her own husband, and this guy dared to try?

Mu Qiuniang, displeased, tossed a chopstick.

"Whoosh—"

The chopstick pierced through Mr. Luo's hand and directly hit the wall on the opposite side, embedding itself completely with only a stub left. (Later, when the staff of the private dining restaurant cleared the table, they bizarrely found they were missing a chopstick that they couldn't locate.)

"Ah, my hand, my hand..." Mr. Luo screamed just as he raised his hand.

Lian Jie, Qian Lele, and others were startled to see a bloody hole appear in Mr. Luo's palm.

What on earth happened?!

Mu Qiuniang had acted so fast that even Jiang Nuo, who was beside her, hadn't noticed.

Hearing someone's scream, he looked up, murmuring to himself, who was the good guy that "drew his sword to help"?

"Serves you right!" Jiang Nuo muttered two words calmly and continued eating.

"Was it you?! You damn pretty boy—" Mr. Luo glared at Jiang Nuo, wishing he could kill him, but the pain in his hand kept him from acting. He just kept demanding the restaurant staff to act, claiming someone was openly assaulting people and that he would call the police.

"Mr. Luo, please calm down," Lian Jie quickly said, "We don't yet understand what happened, don't impulsively slander others..."

Especially slandering her male god.

"It was him, it was him. I saw him do it with my own eyes..." Mr. Luo's face was full of rage.

"Mr. Luo, your injury is serious, we should call a doctor immediately," Lian Jie tried to divert Mr. Luo's attention, "Plus, you've already disturbed other diners..."

Indeed, with such a disturbance here, how could the guests in the hall not look over?

This scene was actually quite comical; inside the trellis, the couple was eating their meal completely oblivious to the world outside while outside, a red-eyed Mr. Luo was yelling and trying to settle accounts but hesitant to act.

"Pfft..." A young girl couldn't help but laugh.

"Lower your voice," a slightly older man across from her reminded.

It was quite a coincidence, their seats were directly facing the trellis, and the girl happened to witness the whole incident.

"Brother, don't you think that man is hilarious?" the girl laughed.

The man didn't respond to her. He just thought that the couple inside the trellis was probably not to be trifled with.

He hadn't expected himself to judge the situation so wrongly. When Jiang Nuo brought in his wife earlier, his sister recognized him at first glance and excitedly told him that was her male god.

The man rolled his eyes on the spot. Young people these days love to idolize celebrities. Anyway, he didn't see what's so great about these stars. In the entertainment industry's big toxic vat, how many people are clean?

If he wasn't afraid of sullying his sister's ears, he would have long told her about those sordid matters.

Sigh... He's only three years older than his sister, yet it feels like he's several years older, from a completely different world.

So, knowing that the guy in the couple was a celebrity made him dislike it even more.

But just now, when that man tried to hit someone, as soon as his hand was raised, it seemed like something hit him, eliciting a scream.

And he hadn't even seen how the other person made a move. No, he hadn't even seen who the person making a move was.

Still, he was very sure that the person who acted was one of the couple.

"Brother, I'm serious, don't you think that man is hilarious? And my male god is so composed; even with all this fuss, he's still eating," the girl said with admiration.

Seeing his sister's adoring look, the man felt alarmed: could it be that his sister likes that guy?

He quickly said, "Qiqi, that man brought a woman to dine, she's likely his girlfriend. Their relationship seems good, you must not become the other woman..."

He actually wanted to say that the man clearly wasn't a good person, having many flings. But fearing his sister's negative reaction, he didn't say it.

Qiqi was a bit taken aback: "Brother, what are you talking about? How could I be the other woman?"

"I'm just afraid you might make a silly mistake since they say love is blind..."

"Brother, you're overthinking it." Qiqi rolled her eyes, "My male god already has a wife; they have such a good relationship, why would I be the other woman? My male god is a good man; he won't be seduced by other women, he only loves his wife. If one day, he stops loving his wife, I would be very disappointed..."

As she spoke, she looked appreciatively in the direction of the trellis.

"Are you sure? Even though he's married, he brought a woman here to eat." The man seized the chance to criticize her male god, earnestly advising, "Qiqi, don't be fooled by those big stars; they're all packaged. What you see is their glamorous side. Who knows what they're like in private? You can't see at all..."

Qiqi looked at him like he was an idiot, "Brother, my male god is having dinner with his wife, what's the problem with that?"

The man was stumped. Damn! There was a misunderstanding, turns out the woman he brought is indeed his wife.

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