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Instead of going home, the two went straight to the restaurant they used to visit.

There was a corner near the window, and a counter on the left. In front of it was a screen, and there were a few ordinary dishes.

"I'll go out for a while. You eat first, I'll be back soon!" A few minutes after the dishes were served, Cui Cui said a few words, stepped on a dozen centimeters of high heels and walked out in front of Chen Huan.

Chen Huan knew that she frequently went into high-end places and her mouth became very tricky. After trying it a few times, she still couldn't taste it. Staring at her exceptionally charming butt without speaking, she withdrew her gaze as she disappeared through the door.

There was a side dish of fried prawns with cucumber, a plate of cold wooden ear, a bowl of tomato egg soup, a small plate of Beauty's Pointed Grapes and a plate of pickled fish. Chen Huan felt that any of these dishes would be luxurious.

Unable to understand Cui Cui's previous life, she shook her head and continued to eat. She picked up a few stalks of wood ear and a mouthful of rice. The rice was probably steamed in a pressure cooker. Each grain was very full and fragrant.

Chen Huan hesitated on whether she should go back and see the similar high pressure cooker at Jingdong Merchant Shop after she returned home. She knew that Zhao Zheng liked to eat porridge and he would often play the role of a good wife and mother.

"Yo, I was wondering what was going on. Why does the food in this restaurant smell like a fox today!" After eating half of a bowl of rice, he stretched his hand out to chase away the prawns. Suddenly, a few shadows appeared on the table.

Chen Huan followed the shadow on the table and looked up, a few women had appeared out of nowhere. The woman was standing in front of the table, blocking out the light from behind the screen.

Three women surrounded the two women, and Chen Huan recognized the leader of the three women, the one who was in conflict with him in the cutting room, Big Sister Hong.

"..." Chen Huan glanced at them, she did not want to come into contact with them at this time.

"What, great designer, did you make your old man's clothes?" Just because Chen Huan did not want to cause trouble, did that not mean that the other party would let her off?

"Others call you Big Sister Hong because they respect you. Do you think I care who you are, or do you think I should treat you to a meal at a time like this? " Chen Huan knew what she meant and didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

"Hmph hmph, you still haven't done it yet, it's just a matter of words. "You talk so much, don't tell me you want everyone else to forget how arrogant you were this morning when you were cutting rooms?"

The lady slammed her palm on the table, causing the chopsticks on the table to clatter and jump. Chen Huan frowned, she then extended her hand to arrange the tableware that had changed its position, and did not say a word.

"Yo, Sister Hong, what kind of person is this, daring to challenge you in the cutting room!" The one who was standing right next to Sister Hong was the woman who had a grudge with Chen Huan a while ago.

Chen Huan almost did not remember her name, she only remembered what it was called, what chrysanthemum? Aww, it seems to be Fu Caixia, Radix Thunbergii's publically acknowledged Little Mi.

Chen Huan took out two pieces of Chairman Mao from his bag and placed them under the plate of the cucumber and prawn dish. He was well aware that these people did not come with good intentions, so he did not want to pester them any further.

"Hey, we just arrived. You're leaving!" Fu Caixia's brows twitched, the lady behind her immediately extended her hand to stop Chen Huan.

Chen Huan took a few steps back and stood there watching them. The Red Sis didn't say anything, but smirked, and swung her arms with the intention of slapping Chen Huan. Chen Huan was also not an ordinary person, she did not even need to be afraid of a few men standing here.

She merely shook her body slightly and easily avoided Sister Hong's challenge. The few of them were shocked seeing that, and immediately looked at each other, then rushed towards Chen Huan.

When the few ladies surrounded Chen Huan at the same time, the lady at the back of the hotel had noticed the commotion. She was worried that Chen Huan would suffer a loss, and so she quickly called the security guards when they made their move at the same time.

A few security guards who were originally standing quietly outside the lobby door to greet the guests, upon receiving the inside notification, hurriedly ran inside.

Before the security guard who was the first to reach the position in front of Chen Huan's table could finish his words, he heard a rumbling sound as a black shadow brushed past his forehead and smashed over.

Without clearly seeing what was going on, he reflexively raised his arm and flung it forward, and the electric baton appeared in his hand.

"Squeak squeak squeak …" With three creaking sounds, the black shadow smashed down on his feet with a rumble, bringing with it the smell of burning charcoal. Looking down, he saw a woman with a face covered in dirt, her hair charred and sprawled on her back.

"Are you okay?" The security guard was frightened and quickly bent down to pull her.

"Ugh …" "I'm fine..." The woman still remembered that she was outside. She had lost her composure, but at the same time, she also remembered to maintain her poise. She opened her mouth and a puff of black smoke came out from her nose and mouth.

"Eh …." The security officer was so scared that he stood there, staring at the body lying on the ground with a dumbfounded expression.

"What, come over and help!" Noticing that there was someone else doing evil to them, someone else shouted, causing the five or six security guards to immediately look further away.

At that place, four women were standing around a single person. No one dared to take a step forward, and no one was willing to back off just like that.

The woman standing in the middle had a devilish look on her face as she looked at the four women beside her. When the security guard who had misused the baton saw this, he raised his right eyebrow.

"What are you all doing?!" He walked up to the men and looked at the woman in the middle.

"What are you doing? Didn't you see her injure our little sister?" She was the first to make a move, both sides of her face being kicked so hard by Chen Huan that it was hard to look at.

"Ugh …" If it wasn't a woman talking, the guard would have thought it was a pig wearing human clothes. What's this called? Can't steal a chicken or eat rice?

"You guys, don't fight anymore. Even if you break the hotel's property, you will still have to pay!" The baton in his hand stood up once again as he glanced at the others who were surrounding the woman. All of them had swollen cheeks, purple eyes, and bloody noses.

"I'm not causing trouble, I'm defending myself. If you don't believe me, you can remove the hotel's surveillance!" Because he had been here and there for a long time, Chen Huan knew that the security guards recognized her. She did not hold back and waved her long arm, as if she was the victim.

He had retracted his fighting stance, and the guards were even more agitated now that the person who beat him up had lost the ability to monitor their actions.

"That's fine!" The customer was God, and they could not afford to offend them. But before God came, eating, drinking, and sleeping depended on the owner of the hotel to talk.

The little security guard saw that the one standing in the middle was Chen Huan, and his head immediately turned into two big ones.