One didn't know if he sensed Lin Qingqing's distress, but he finally withdrew his gaze from her, rubbed the child's head and said, "You will frighten Auntie if you say so."

"Is it?" The child seemed to blame himself. He hung his head somewhat dejected. "Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm not good."

Unable to see the little one as such, Lin Qingqing hurriedly said, "It's all right."

The child didn't continue the topic and ate obediently.

At last, the atmosphere felt a little better. At this moment, a waitress rushed in. The door of the room was not closed. She looked at the door and when she saw Lin Qingqing, she said, "Qingqing, something is wrong in the room downstairs. Please go down and have a look."

Seeing the other’s anxiety, Lin Qingqing asked, "What is the situation?"

The waiter said, "I'm not sure. I only know a few customers are giving the boss a hard time."

The boss was her elder sister, Lin Zhenzhen.

"Please excuse me, take your time to eat." Lin Qingqing was worried about her sister meeting mishap. After she had finished talking to the father and son, she followed the waiter downstairs.

The cubicle was on the right side of the hall and was quite big. When Lin Qingqing went in, she saw dozens of people, men and women, seated here. At the moment, her sister was being held by a burly man with a bald head and tattoos. He smiled and said, "Don't be shy, don't be shy, just have a drink with me."

Lin Zhenzhen was obviously disgusted, but she was most afraid of offending people when opening the door to do business. She reluctantly smiled. "I really can't drink, or should I replace wine with tea?"

The burly man with tattoos said, "Aiya, just one cup, just one cup."

Lin Qingqing saw his big, greasy paw was on her sister's wrist, her sister frowned. She could see that she had been dragged and hurt. She went in and gave him a hard twist on his hand. In pain, the man finally loosened his grip.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. What are you doing? My sister said she wouldn't drink, didn't you hear?"

Now upset, the burly man with tattoos was about to attack. He turned his head and saw a delicate and charming beauty standing beside him. She was very beautiful. It was as if the creator was afraid that others would not know her beauty when He had made her. and therefore, had added an astonishing thing to her beauty that couldn’t be ignored.

The hefty man with tattoos stayed for a moment, gasped in admiration and said, "I have long heard that the sisters of the "Peace Restaurant"are very famous, they are beautiful one after another. Today, I see they are really worthy of their reputation." He smiled and leaned his face over; the facial features on the big face were huddled together, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, it looked very creepy. "You want me to speak nicely, okay ah, since your sister doesn't want to drink with me, will you drink with me?"

He reached out to pull Lin Qingqing's hand. Lin Zhenzhen looked at it and immediately pulled her sister back to avoid the man. Then she scolded her and said, "What are you doing here? Get out of here!" As she spoke, she pushed her out. 

How could Lin Qingqing allow her sister to be bullied? She refused to go. She simply rushed at the men and women in the room and said, "This is a restaurant, not a nightclub. We are only responsible for cooking, not accompanying for drinks!"

As soon as Lin Qingqing's voice fell, a woman with short hair sitting opposite sneered and said, "What is the ‘only responsible for cooking and not accompanying for drinks’? Don't speak so high, after all, it's not like we don't have money."

When the burly man with tattoos heard this, his face suddenly turned bad. He took two bundles of money from the bag under his feet and smashed it on the table. He said angrily, "Lao Zi has money, don't look down on people."

However, Lin Qingqing did not so much as look at it. She only shot the short-haired woman a mocking look and said, "It turns out that this auntie is someone who can accompany people to drink regardless of self-esteem as long as it gives money. We can't afford to be as noble as you, Auntie!"

"Who are you calling auntie?" The short-haired woman was stabbed where it hurt.

Lin Qingqing raised her chin slightly and said, "You are the one who looks the most like an auntie here, can I still mean someone else?"

The two other women sitting there secretly laughed at the remark. It seemed that the relationship between these people was very plastic, they even laughed at their companions so blatantly.

Seeing this, the short-haired woman was even more enraged. She rushed at the tattooed man and said, "Long-ge, this little girl clearly despises you. If she doesn't want to drink with you, you'll make her drink. I'd like to see how stubborn she is!"

The stupid bag called Long-ge was really excited by those words. He suddenly reached out and pulled Lin Qingqing towards him. Holding the glass, he placed it in front of her mouth and said, "You must drink this wine for me. This Lao Zi will not end this if you don't drink!"

Lin Qingqing dodged the glass, picked up the bottle on the table and without a word smashed it on his head.

With a loud and clear sound, the wine bottle immediately broke.

The noisy room instantly quietened, even Lin Qingqing was stunned. She looked at her hands subconsciously and regained her senses.

How could it happen? She had never dared to think about smashing people's heads with wine bottles, but just now, without any hesitation, she had picked up the bottle and smashed it on the man's heads.

After a short silence, someone in the room suddenly shouted, "Ah Long-ge, you are bleeding!"

Long-ge slumped onto a chair shocked. He reached out and touched the place where he was hit. It was really wet. When he saw blood, he looked up at Lin Qingqing and seemed a little confused until he came back to his senses and shouted angrily, "Damn it, you dare to hit Lao Zi!"

He suddenly got up, swung his arm round and was about to slap Lin Qingqing. Though Lin Zhenzhen saw what was happening she had no time to think about it. She was about to come forward to block him, when unexpectedly, before she could move, she saw that Long-ge's raised hand was grabbed by a hand and stopped in mid-air.

Suddenly, Lin Qingqing felt a presence behind her. The man's chest was pasted to her back, warm, with a faint fragrance, a little like the taste of camellia. His sudden arrival made her feel slightly dizzy. She looked up. The man was very tall. The light seeped in from the door, she could only see half of his face.

His jawline was firm, nose straight, face taut, but he seemed to be smiling.

Then Yi Zeyan, without a warning, grabbed the other’s hand and bent it backward into a perfect wristlock*. Now in pain, the brute turned to relieve himself of the ache only to be kicked in the back. Long-ge staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. 

[*wristlock: imagine this in a standing position]

The whole scene was extremely embarrassing. The room was filled with his brothers, Long-ge felt that he had lost his face. He quickly got up from the ground, his eyes seething with rage as he said to the man, "Who are you? How dare you do it to me?"

Yi Zeyan wriggled his wrist and smiled. He bowed his head and with a chuckle said lightly, "Who am I? Someone you can't afford to mess with."

This man seemed humble and polite, yet he made people subconsciously fear him. His elegant demeanor evoked respect, but no matter how he appeared, he seemed decent.

However, when he said those words, Lin Qingqing seemed to feel that there was a terrible evil spirit in him that suddenly darkened his powerful aura.

All those present felt no different from Lin Qingqing, such an atmosphere really made people's scalp numb. Even the arrogant Long-ge was shocked and stunned in place, he did not pop a word for half a day.

The air became very heavy, only Yi Zeyan’s smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

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