"Ah————"
Nan Ziwen was so furious that he desperately struggled to break free from Meng Sijue's grip, wanting to rush over and hit Nan Zhifeng.
But Meng Sijue didn't give him the chance, swiftly having the security take him away.
"Nan Zhiqiu, you whore, just you wait, I'm going to kill you, kill you——"
The entire restaurant echoed with Nan Ziwen's crazed cursing, attracting the attention of everyone around to the spectacle.
Zhuzhu stood frozen in panic, trembling with fear.
Yet Nan Zhifeng remained very composed, taking a wet towel to wipe her hands, then she expressed her gratitude to Meng Sijue, "Young Master Meng, thank you!"
"No need to mention it," Meng Sijue smiled at her, "Miss Nan, if you don't mind, would you join me in the private dining room?"
"It's getting late, I need to get ready for work," Nan Zhifeng glanced at her watch, "Thank you for today, I'll treat you to a meal another time."
"Ha-ha, make sure you remember that, I'll be waiting for this meal."
