Feng Ziming was stunned as soon as the elevator door opened. It turned out that this was also the "Blue Moon" Western restaurant. The sign said, but the decoration on the top was much more luxurious than the one below. One private room was connected to the other private room. Su Qingqing was familiar with the passage and pulled Feng Ziming into a super luxurious private room. The waiter upstairs was much brighter than the ones downstairs. When he saw Su Qingqing coming, he respectfully said: "Miss Su, do you need to call Mr. Hong over?"

Su Qingqing waved her hand and said, "No, I'll greet my friend."

The waiter nodded and said, "Oh, the lobster and caviar today are good. I just shipped here. Do you want to try it?"

Su Qingqing nodded: "Then you can do it. By the way, I will open another bottle of Raphael for 1982 years."

"Okay, wait a moment." The waiter left respectfully.

Feng Ziming was a little puzzled and smiled, "Eat a big meal and drink good wine? You... that, Mr. Hong?"

Su Qingqing smiled with a smile: "Feng SIR, your reasoning is not very good, why don't you guess yourself?"

"If you don't say it, I'm hungry. As long as I have something to eat, I only have dozens of dollars on my body." Feng Ziming was too lazy to guess about these little girls. Mr. Hong was probably a suitor. Since the waiter was very familiar with Su Qingqing, there was no need to worry about being escorted here after eating. After that, tomorrow I would really have a headline gossip news that the police would not pay for a high-priced overlord meal.

"Qingqing, I won't look for me when I come."

Feng Ziming and Su Qingqing were enjoying the food. A handsome man who was about Feng Ziming was about to say hello and pushed the door open without calling.

"Didn't you say that this is my long-term meal ticket, and you can eat with your face? Then why should I ask you for it?" Su Qingqing didn't even look at the man, and her words were quite cold.

The man's smile on his face was choked into purple by Su Qingqing. Seeing a man in ordinary clothes sitting next to her, his face was even more inappropriate, he asked rudely: "Who are you, what are you doing here?"

"Ask me?" Feng Ziming smiled, "You don't know who I said, I'm here to have dinner."

"Eat? This is a high-end place. Can you afford it?" The man was obviously hostile to Feng Ziming, who was dressed in ordinary clothes next to Su Qingqing.

Feng Ziming drank a full cup of 1982-year-old Raphael like a drink, and continued to eat dishes. While eating, he said, "You can't afford it, but someone should be treating you, so there should be no problem."

"Please... Qingqing, did you bring him?"

"You ask clearly."

"You..." the man sat next to Su Qingqing and asked, "Who is he you?"

"Living together boyfriend." Su Qingqing said lightly.

"Ph..." The lobster in Feng Ziming's mouth fell down. It turned out that this little girl had used it. Feng Ziming, who had no experience in love, was confused. What are the things nowadays like this? He always talks about his boyfriend whenever he meets everyone, and he also has to keep the word "cohabitation" on his lips.

"What?" the man slapped the table and shouted, "Are you fucking me?"

Su Qingqing said angrily: "What am I playing tricks on you? Don't think that the sound is loud and I'm afraid of you."

"You...you..." The man was so angry that he shivered. "You said you would give me three months to see my performance before deciding whether to be my girlfriend. I haven't even touched a single hair from other women for you. Now you actually brought a boyfriend to show me. What the hell are you playing tricks on me?"

"Hong Limin, are you having any problems in your mind? I just said it depends on your performance. I didn't agree to be your girlfriend. I'm crazy!" Su Qingqing said to the man without hesitation.

"Okay, okay," Hong Limin nodded gritting his teeth, "Su Qingqing, you have a genitals, and you, boy, you still eat. I'm going to let you go today."

Feng Ziming scratched his head and smiled, "Mr. Hong, you don't have to be polite. Just eat enough. I'm so embarrassed if you pack it."

"Fuck your mother!" Hong Limin overturned the entire table in a furious manner, and cups, plates of wine, food scattered all over the floor, shouting, "Call Sang Gou to bring people here."

"Yes, Mr. Hong." The waiter at the door was already scared to sweat when he saw this kind of Jing Xiang. Another cruel and bloody violent incident was about to take place. He hurriedly went to find the dog that Hong Limin said.

Su Qingqing had seen Hong Limin's method, and when she heard him ask the waiter to call someone, Hua Rong was a little disgraceful and hurriedly said, "Hong Limin, you... don't do anything randomly, I... my boyfriend is a policeman."

"Haha, I said, it turned out to be a Tiaozi," Hong Limin sneered, "Aren't you also a police officer now? Your dad is still a Tiaozi. I am the boss in my territory. Even if the Emperor comes, I will let him die in the third update. He will not be able to survive. Even if I chop you up, no one can control it."

What a big tone, is this Hong Limin a businessman or a gangster? Looking around the gangsters in the entire Bauhinia Flower Market, Feng Ziming couldn't remember that there was a person like Hong Limin, but no matter what, he was a policeman and he couldn't argue with this arrogant guy. While thinking, a group of people who looked like thugs rushed in with steel pipe machetes. It seemed that there were as many as fifteen or sixteen.

"Boss, what's the matter?" asked a muscular man with a scar on his left cheek on his head. He was obviously the dog that Hong Limin said was.

"Bang..." Hong Limin slapped the Sang Gou without saying a word, "You grew up eating shit, do you still need to ask?" His eyes suddenly frozen at a gentle and elegant young man wearing glasses among the people, "What are you doing?"

"Master Hong asked Cheng Qian to come and see the Western Restaurant's accounts this month. When he heard you asked me to come, he would come and take a look." Sang Gou said with a grievance covering his face.

Hong Limin said lazily: "Xiaoqian, you don't see what happened today, go out."

Cheng Qian stepped forward and said, "Limin, it's not good for you to do this. You promised Mr. Hong..."

"Go out!" Hong Limin shouted.

Cheng Qian didn't finish his words but stopped. After thinking about it, he shook his head and walked out of the private room.

After Cheng Qian went out, the door of the private room was closed by a thug. Su Qingqing walked to Feng Ziming, grabbed the hem of his T-shirt tightly, and a trace of sweat was soaked in the palm of his hand. Feng Ziming gently patted her head and smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Yes... I'm sorry, I... I don't know what will happen like this." Su Qingqing's aggrieved look really makes people feel cared for.

Feng Ziming reached out to hug Su Qingqing to relieve her. Su Qingqing leaned against his broad shoulders and pillowed on his strong arms. Su Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of security that had never been seen before. In her memory, such a beautiful feeling was only once. When she was bullied by her classmates when she was a child, her father came. Her father hugged her like this at that time, and she felt so safe. Later, the matter was resolved. Unfortunately, every time my father saw her, he cursed, and missed the long-lost feeling, Feng SIR.
Chapter completed!