"Ren!" Sun Qingqing exclaimed in shock.
If Ren were to run away now, hide deep in the mountains or in the ancient forests, maybe there's still hope.
But what she never foresaw, was that this mysterious newbie actually started eating nonchalantly.
Doesn't he know how terrifying Wang Jianguo's influence in Lin City is!
Ren Feifan sipped his soup, unperturbed.
"Sister Qingqing, honestly, the tofu in this restaurant is pretty good. You should try some," he said.
Ren Feifan picked up some tofu and placed it in Sun Qingqing's bowl.
Sun Qingqing was completely speechless, she didn't know whether Ren Feifan's calmness was due to stupidity or idiocy.
"Ren, listen to Sister Qingqing, go quickly, I beg you. If you don't leave now, there won't be enough time later," Sun Qingqing pleaded desperately.
It wasn't that Ren Feifan didn't want to leave, but he simply couldn't.
