This Western restaurant just so happened to be one of Old Sheng's properties.
He came today not only to dine, but also to do a simple inspection, never expecting that ill fate would lead him to encounter Song Weiyi here.
Upon seeing Song Weiyi, Old Sheng thought of the torturous pain he had endured in his nether regions for half a month, and the maliciousness on his face grew even more intense.
"Yes, sir," Xiaoli answered respectfully, and within a few minutes, all the customers in the Western restaurant had been cleared out.
Only their group was left, along with Song Weiyi and Zhao Mengmeng.
They naturally noticed Old Sheng's actions; locking eyes with his predatory gaze, Song Weiyi knew he was looking for trouble.
Why is my luck so bad today? To encounter such scum while simply eating a meal?
Song Weiyi internally raged, yet her face remained composed as she subtly stepped back. Old Sheng's bodyguards seemed to have been replaced with a new batch.
