When he raised the wooden stick, ready to swing it at the woman, a force from the other end stopped him.

He looked back in confusion, a well-dressed man smiling behind him.

"Brother Liu," Zhou Rong said, gripping one end of the stick, "what's so serious that you're so angry?"

The dark-skinned man's surname was Liu. He was the owner and chef of the Anping Inn. Zhou Rong had also met his wife, who was in charge of the cashier and registering guests.

Seeing Zhou Rong step in to stop him, the Liu-surnamed man's expression became slightly tangled, but he still refused to put down the stick in his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Brother Zhou, this has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere."

Everyone thought that Zhou Rong would see his good deed through to the end, but unexpectedly, the latter let go of the wooden stick, nodded, and said "Okay."

Unsurprisingly, the woman was driven away.

She cried her heart out, as if something truly heartbreaking had happened.

But perhaps because of Zhou Rong's appearance, the Liu-surnamed man didn't go too far. At least he didn't hurt the woman with the wooden stick, but simply drove her away.

While most people's attention was on the man and the miserable woman, Jiang Cheng was looking around, and Chen Xiaomeng glared at him fiercely, as if she wanted to skin him alive.

Following the direction Jiang Cheng was looking, Chen Xiaomeng suddenly realized that there was another table of guests sitting there.

But unlike their behavior, that table of guests was very calm, and didn't even look over here. They were just eating their food.

As if... they were used to what had just happened.

She looked away, and when she looked at Jiang Cheng again, the latter seemed to realize something, and turned his head, slowly blinking his eyes, and looked at Chen Xiaomeng.

A moment later, Chen Xiaomeng's eyes widened.

She saw Jiang Cheng actually twisting his body, revealing a shy and coy look.

A chill ran through her body like an electric current, and Chen Xiaomeng suddenly felt unwell.

After a moment of noise, the place returned to calm.

The guests were still eating quietly. The shop owner, Brother Liu, seemed a little embarrassed. After driving away the middle-aged woman, he didn't say goodbye and returned to the kitchen.

"What's this?" Benfu crouched down and picked up a piece of paper from the ground.

The piece of paper was small, and even when unfolded, it was only a small corner. It should have been a fragment of a whole sheet of paper. The edges looked like they had been torn.

There were many similar pieces of paper on the ground.

Zhou Rong thought for a moment and said, "Let's pick them up first and see if we can piece them together."

Half an hour ago, when Jiang Cheng passed by here, the ground was still very clean. It seemed that these scraps of paper had only appeared recently.

Moreover, it was likely related to the middle-aged woman.

Without avoiding others, everyone busied themselves, and on an empty table in the middle of the restaurant, they pieced together the approximate appearance of the paper.

It was... a portrait.

Because some pieces were missing, they could only see a rough outline.

In any case, it was undoubtedly a man.

"Could this person be the woman's husband?" Jiang Zhongyi tentatively asked, "But he disappeared for some reason, and the woman came here with the portrait to find her husband."

Thinking of the previous conversation between the middle-aged woman and the shop owner, Jiang Zhongyi's statement was completely tenable.

"But... this is very normal," Li Lu shrank her neck, and cautiously glanced in the direction of the kitchen, as if worried that the shop owner would hear, "But why did he treat the woman like that, driving her away is one thing, but why did he have to tear up the portrait as well?"

Indeed, such behavior was excessive.

And the other guests' indifferent attitude was also very strange.

There must be something wrong here.

Benfu looked at the other two tables of guests, and after a long while, hesitated and said, "Should we ask..."

"No."

Zhou Rong and the old man Pei Qian spoke almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and finally Zhou Rong gave the reason, "The situation is unclear now, so it's best not to alert the enemy."

Yu Man smiled charmingly, stared at him, and said with a flirtatious look, "So, according to Mr. Zhou's meaning, this clue should be ignored? Maybe..." she twirled a strand of hair with one hand, "this is the clue to start the real mission."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Rong took a step back and gave up his position, "Miss Yu, please."

His attitude was very straightforward, you can try it if you don't believe me.

Yu Man's face was a little embarrassed, and then she stopped talking.

She wasn't stupid, and naturally knew the risks of doing so. As for saying those words just now, it wasn't out of sincerity, but a retaliation for Zhou Rong not giving her any face before.

But now... she had put herself in an awkward position.

Fortunately, Pei Qian stood up and said a few polite words, and this matter was considered over.

Pei Qian suggested that everyone leave here for the time being and look for clues outside. The middle-aged woman should have come to more than just Anping Inn to find someone. suduxs.com

They could intervene from the perspective of irrelevant passers-by, which could also avoid some unnecessary risks.

Everyone nodded repeatedly after hearing the old man's words.

Only Jiang Cheng didn't.

This handsome man seemed to be a special existence outside the entire group.

His standing posture was strange. His upper body was leaning forward, he was standing on tiptoe, his eyes were staring in one direction, and his expression was very rosy.

Because Benfu was standing opposite Jiang Cheng, he was the first to notice the abnormality.

He looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's line of sight in confusion, until... it stopped at Yu Man's upper body.

Yu Man must have come out of the bar just now, wearing only a tulle-textured wine-red tube top dress, and through that hazy... the waves were surging.

"Is it pretty?"

A gust of fragrant wind suddenly came from his ear.

The engrossed Benfu didn't think much and nodded subconsciously, while licking his lips.

Then he felt a chill on his head. Just as he looked away, Jiang Cheng stood in front of him angrily, grabbing his wig with his left hand, and flicking his forehead hard with his right hand.

The strength of this blow almost made him dizzy.

"Pervert!" Jiang Cheng was already half a head taller than Benfu. At this moment, he was even more condescending, exuding the noble aura of a righteous person. "You're actually peeking at the beautiful Miss Yu!"

"Okay, okay," Pei Qian seemed to have no way to deal with Jiang Cheng, and quickly stopped him, "Let's take care of the business first, the business is important."

Only then did Jiang Cheng hum and let go of Benfu.

After a group of people left Anping Inn, they walked aimlessly along the street. Benfu seemed to be frightened by Jiang Cheng, and covered the swollen bump on his forehead, following the team closely with small steps.

His wig had been confiscated by Jiang Cheng, and was currently in the latter's pocket, as a punishment for his obscene behavior.

Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to follow Yu Man, and occasionally leaned to the latter's ear to say something, making Yu Man laugh heartily. The two were talking and laughing, very happy.