My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Yang Tian quickly waved her hand: "No, no, no, how can we let my cousin-in-law pay? We'll do it ourselves."

Qiu Tong laughed, glanced at Su Ming, and teased, "What? Afraid I'll let your future wife go hungry? Don't worry, your cousin-in-law can afford it."

Future daughter-in-law.

Yang Tian's face turned red instantly upon hearing those four words.

Su Ming's face also turned red.

He sat to the side, unsure of what to say.

Seeing the two of them like this, Qiu Tong laughed even harder. She winked at Yang Tian and said, "Su Ming is an honest and good-tempered guy, but he's a bit quiet. You'll have to be more tolerant of him in the future."

Yang Tian blushed and nodded, stealing a glance at Su Ming.

Su Ming lowered his head, not daring to look at her or Qiu Tong.

For some reason, at that moment, a strange sense of guilt suddenly welled up in his heart.

It's as if he feels guilty towards his cousin's wife for dating Yang Tian.

But as soon as the thought popped into his head, he felt it was absurd.

His cousin's wife was his deceased cousin's wife. Their relationship was completely innocent; there was no romantic involvement whatsoever. What did he have to feel guilty about?

Wasn't the reason he wanted Yang Tian to be his girlfriend in the first place just to get rid of those inappropriate thoughts he had about his cousin's wife?

Now that we've found it, shouldn't we be happy?

He took a deep breath, raised his head, looked at Yang Tian, ​​and his eyes became more determined.

Yang Tian happened to be looking at him too, and their eyes met, and they both smiled.

Qiu Tong watched this scene, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

"Alright, alright, stop flirting," she teased with a laugh. "Hurry up and order, I'm starving."

"Okay, then I'll really order." Yang Tian blushed and looked down at the menu.

She only ordered two dishes: boiled fish and spicy blood curd.

Qiu Tong took the menu and saw that it was too small, so she ordered sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce and pork belly with garlic sauce, both of which were the restaurant's signature dishes. She also added a vegetable dish and a soup, and handed the menu to the waiter.

While waiting for their food, the three chatted casually.

Qiu Tong asked Yang Tian where she was from, what she did for a living, and who her family was. Yang Tian answered each question respectfully, as if she were meeting the parents.

Qiu Tong then asked her how she and Su Ming met. Yang Tian then recounted how they had bumped into each other at the factory gate that day, and how she had given Su Ming directions.

After listening, Qiu Tong smiled and glanced at Su Ming: "This kid is quite lucky. He ran into a benefactor as soon as he arrived."

Su Ming blushed and scratched his head.

Yang Tian couldn't help but laugh when she saw his silly look.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, like a typical family gathering.

The dishes arrived one after another. The bright red boiled fish and the oily spicy blood curd were fragrant and tempting.

Qiu Tong picked up her chopsticks and called to the two of them, "Come on, eat up, don't be shy."

The three of them started eating.

Su Ming picked up a piece of boiled fish and was about to put it in his mouth.

"Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly came from behind.

It was the sound of a beer bottle being opened, but it was clearly the kind of sound that came from being deliberately shaken forcefully. The moment the cap popped off, the beer inside gushed out, splashing everywhere like a fountain.

Qiu Tong had her back to that table.

Not a single beer was wasted; it was all sprayed all over her.

My back, skirt, and hair were all covered in beer.

"what!"

Qiu Tong let out a scream and stood up abruptly.

She shook herself, beer dripping down her skirt, soaking a large patch of the deep red dress, which clung tightly to her body, outlining the beautiful curves of her back and the contours of her waist and hips.

Su Ming quickly stood up and turned to look behind him.

Four or five young men were sitting at the table, all wearing flashy shirts and with brightly colored hair; they looked like gangsters. There were more than a dozen bottles of beer on the table, and several empty bottles lay on the floor.

The guy who opened the bottle was blond, holding the half-empty bottle of beer in his hand, with a smug smile on his face.

He looked at Qiu Tong's soaked back, a lewd glint in his eyes.

"Wow!" he exclaimed, "This woman's got some assets! Look at that figure, tsk tsk tsk..."

The thugs at the table joined in the commotion, laughing loudly.

"Hey blondie, that was a worthwhile purchase!"

"Look at that butt, so round and perky!"

"Her breasts are big too!"

"Damn, I want to shower this stunner all over myself!"

The language was foul and offensive, and it was unbearable to hear.

Qiu Tong turned around and looked coldly at the group of people at that table.

There was no anger on her face, only a cold calm. Her beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she were looking at a few ignorant insects.

Su Ming stood beside her, his fists clenched tightly.

His eyes were like knives as he stared at the blond-haired man.

Yang Tian was startled by the scene and instinctively grabbed Su Ming's sleeve, whispering, "Su Ming, don't be impulsive..."

When Huang Mao saw Qiu Tong turn around, his eyes lit up even more.

"Hey, you're even prettier from the front!" he yelled, standing up and walking towards Qiu Tong, still holding the beer bottle. "Beautiful lady, I'm so sorry, I accidentally got you wet. How about this, I'll buy you a drink to make amends? After we drink, I'll help you dry your clothes?"

As he spoke, he reached out to put his hand on Qiu Tong's shoulder.

Just as his hand was about to touch Qiu Tong.

Qiu Tong pushed the other person's hand away and slapped him across the face.

"Slap!" A heavy slap left five deep handprints on the blond-haired man's face.

"Damn it, you slut! You even dared to hit my dog, I'm going to fuck you tonight. Come on, I'll pin you down on the table and give you a good kiss." The blond guy touched his red cheek and then revealed a lewd smile. He stretched out one hand to grab Qiu Tong's shoulder.

Just as his hand was about to touch Qiu Tong's fair shoulder, a large hand reached out from the side and gripped his wrist tightly like an iron clamp.

Huang Mao was taken aback and turned his head to look. The person who was holding his wrist was a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old and was somewhat immature.

Su Ming stood in front of him, his face ashen and his eyes as cold as ice.

His grip was incredibly strong, making the blond-haired man's wrist ache.

"Who the hell are you?" the blond-haired man cursed, trying to shake off the other man's hand, but he couldn't.

Su Ming said, enunciating each word clearly, "Apologize to my cousin-in-law."

"Apologize?" The blond-haired guy chuckled, turning to his group of brothers and shouting, "Guys, did you hear that? He made me apologize!"

The group of thugs burst into laughter.

"Apologize? Apologize for what?"

"It was just a little bit of wine, it wasn't intentional!"

"Yeah, buddy, don't be so stingy!"

"Haha, our Brother Dog has never apologized to anyone here!"

The group of thugs burst into laughter.

Su Ming ignored the commotion and just stared into the eyes of the blond-haired man, increasing the pressure on his hand.

The blond-haired man's expression changed.

He felt as if his wrist was being clamped in pliers, and his bones were cracking.

"Ouch! Ouch!" he cried. "It hurts! You fucking let go!"

Su Ming said coldly, "Apologize."

The blond-haired man's face was contorted in pain, but he still stubbornly retorted, "Fuck your mother..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Ming raised his other hand and punched him in the face.

"Bang!"

The blond-haired man flew backward, crashing into the table behind him, shattering beer bottles all over the floor. He lay on the ground, clutching his nose, blood seeping from between his fingers.

"Damn it! You dare to hit someone!"

"Damn it, fuck him!"

The group of thugs immediately erupted in chaos, grabbing bottles and surrounding Su Ming.