BBQ shop.

When Cen Shichuan was pushed into the store, the two people by the window had already disappeared.

Only a few pieces of charred meat were still sizzling.

Seeing that he had difficulty walking, the proprietress quickly stepped forward to greet him, "Sir, how many are in your party?"

Cen Shichuan pointed to the spot by the window: "Where are those two people from before?"

The proprietress looked over and said, "They've left."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boss pushed a cart to clean up the burnt meat on the grill.

Cen Shichuan frowned: "Do you know who they are?"

The proprietress wiped her hands with a towel: "How would I know?"

Cen Shichuan didn't believe a word of this.

His expression darkened: "Their clothes are completely out of place here; you couldn't possibly not have asked."

Upon hearing this, the proprietress became displeased and threw the towel onto the counter.

"Sir, what do you mean by that? We're in business, and everyone who comes in is a customer. We're not the police investigating your household registration."

The proprietress walked up to Cen Shichuan and continued, "I see you're quite out of place. So, what's your name, where do you live, what do you do for a living, and how much do you earn a month?"

Instantly, Cen Shichuan disgustedly took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.

I absolutely hate the smell of sauce and raw meat mixed on the proprietress.

Then, he looked impatiently at Lu Jiu beside him.

Lu Jiu took out his phone and pointed to the QR code on the counter: "Boss lady, since we're in business, there's no need to turn down money. Just tell me who they are."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beep sounded.

The proprietress's phone rang with a message: "50,000 yuan has been deposited into your Alipay account."

The proprietress's eyes lit up, and she counted the numbers several times on her phone screen before nodding repeatedly.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, but let me make it clear first, if you have any grudges, it has nothing to do with me."

"Okay," Lu Jiu assured him.

The proprietress said, "They are... a student couple from around here. Besides a few art schools, there are also several training institutions around here. There are all kinds of performances all year round. We're used to seeing them dressed like this."

Cen Shichuan was also aware of this.

Xu Chuxue's school was also nearby, and he accompanied her to many performances.

But Cen Shichuan didn't believe he could have misjudged Xu Wantang.

He glanced at Lu Jiu again.

Lu Jiu waved his phone: "My boss wants to see the surveillance footage. I'm willing to pay any price."

"this?"

The proprietress pointed to the surveillance camera above the counter and chuckled softly, "I don't have the money to install this. We just buy a display stand to prevent people from causing trouble. If you don't believe me, go up and take it down yourself. There's just a small, flashing light bulb inside."

Lu Jiu stood down and examined it for a few seconds, then turned to Cen Shichuan and shook his head.

It was indeed a fake surveillance camera.

The owner turned around and continued tidying up the counter, politely asking, "Are you still eating? The kitchen is about to close, I need to check so I can prepare the ingredients."

"Need not."

Cen Shichuan turned his wheelchair around and took the person away.

Seeing this, the boss decided not to clean the table anymore, after all...

But just as he was about to put down the rag, he saw the proprietress glance at him.

He then realized that the gentleman who had just left was actually watching from the roadside outside the store.

Startled, he immediately lowered his head to collect the dishes and vigorously wiped the table.

Until the proprietress brought over new bowls and chopsticks: "Alright, get in the car and let's go."

The boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Who is this man? Could he also be one of Miss Xu's suitors? He's pursuing her so persistently, I thought I was filming a spy movie."

"Anyway, he has no chance." The proprietress lowered her head and arranged the plates.

"You can't judge a person by their appearance just because they use a wheelchair, can you?"

"This man is too suspicious, and he is extremely autocratic."

"Competitive? I don't see that coming from you." The boss scratched his head.

"The bowl of wontons on his lap was bought from that expensive shop on the next street, which has a wide variety of options."

"Isn't that showing a willingness to put in effort?"

The proprietress tugged at his ear and said, "The owner of that shop is notoriously stingy. If you don't tell him, he'll pack everything in a takeout box, but the wontons will get soggy if they're soaked for too long."

"Do you think he doesn't know? He doesn't care; he just thinks you should be happy that I brought you wontons."

"He only cares about what he has given and what consequences he must receive, and he doesn't care at all whether Miss Xu wants it or not."

"If Miss Xu really gets together with him, it's likely that it won't end until both of them are badly hurt."

"In contrast, the gentleman who was grilling meat with Miss Xu today was completely different. He didn't talk much, but everything he did was for Miss Xu's benefit. I saw him wrap meat in lettuce and deliberately skip the dipping sauce that Miss Xu doesn't like, and he didn't mention it at all, did he?"

"Both of them look like they have something on their minds."

The proprietress's analysis was very logical and reasonable.

The boss was stunned.

But that's just how it is.

At this moment, Xu Wantang and Cen Yuan came out of the restroom.

"I'm sorry, I spilled the teacup. I'll take you to buy a new dress later, and we'll have someone take the dress to be cleaned while we're at it, otherwise the tea stains will be hard to wash off once they've dried."

Xu Wantang paused in wiping her skirt, looking at Cen Yuan in surprise.

"Second brother, you can actually say so much at once."

"..."

Cen Yuan lowered his eyes: "You don't have to."

"Yes, yes, I still need to return the dress to President Liao."

Xu Wantang spoke in a manner reminiscent of a chick pecking at rice, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of coquetry.

Cen Yuan sighed softly.

The proprietress looked at the two of them and smiled even more adoringly: "The table is all cleared, and we've brought you fresh meat."

"Thanks."

Cen Yuan looked at the proprietress.

The proprietress secretly gave an OK sign, indicating that she had told Cen Shichuan everything as he had said.

Then he pulled the boss away.

Cen Yuan glanced at the door without telling Xu Wantang.

The dress and jewelry were all given to her by Liao Zhen on his behalf.

He deliberately spilled the tea.

As for the reason, he didn't know.

It's outrageous and transgresses the rules.

He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After finishing the barbecue, Xu Wantang went with Cen Yuan to buy a new set of clothes.

Before she left, the shop assistant even sprayed her with the new perfume.

It has a light floral scent that smells wonderful.

It was quite late when we got back.

She pursed her lips. "Second brother, should you tell Miss Chen?"

Don't couples usually like to call and chat at night?

"No need, she's probably busy too."

Cen Yuan didn't explain much, he just glanced at his watch.

The photo issue should be resolved now.

Xu Wantang hummed in agreement.

but……

She didn't seem to see Chen Jingjing at all that night.

……

hotel.

When Chen Jingjing woke up, there were two men lying beside her.

Upon seeing their faces, she turned pale and immediately kicked both of them.

"Wake up! What are you doing here?"

But the two of them remained completely still.

At that moment, a mocking voice came from the corner.

"Stop kicking! If you break them, how will these two brothers serve Miss Chen properly in the future?"

"who!"

Chen Jingjing gripped the blanket, staring intently at the corner.

Lin Yue walked out while playing with his phone.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in watching you do this kind of thing, but I did film quite a few on my phone. Would Miss Chen like to see them?"

"Assistant Lin, what are you trying to do? I'm the second young mistress approved by Old Master Cen. Provoking me won't do you any good. Why don't you name your price and sell me your phone? It'll be better for both of us."

Chen Jingjing abandoned her cute and innocent demeanor and began to coerce and entice Lin Yue.

Lin Yue scoffed, "Did I say it was my phone? These two brothers, I didn't expect you to have so much fun abroad. No wonder they were so eager to find you as soon as they got back. If the old man finds out, will you still be the second young mistress?"

"you……"

Chen Jingjing gritted her teeth: "Do you think the Second Young Master will believe you? If I say it's a fake, I guarantee you'll lose your job!"

Lin Yue walked to the bedside, his smile turning cold.

"Miss Chen, have you forgotten something? I am the Second Young Master's assistant."

Chen Jingjing's face turned deathly pale, and her teeth chattered.

"He...he told you to do this? You've always known about my relationship with them?"

"Otherwise what?"

"Then why is he only making his move against me now?"

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