As the restaurant began to serve dishes, Qin Hanchu finally ended his call with Lin Ying.
Seeing Qin Hanchu put down his phone, Tang Siwei asked, "Have you ever considered the possibility of many fiancées falling in love with you at the same time?"
Uh...
Qin Hanchu replied awkwardly, "I really haven't thought about that."
"If something like that happened, how would you handle it?" Tang Siwei inquired.
"Love is a two-way street. I can't just accept someone because they like me, right? So, if I don't like them, I'll refuse," Qin Hanchu answered.
Tang Siwei nodded in agreement and said, "It seems I need to prepare myself for rejection."
"Only two days, and you've already fallen for me?" Qin Hanchu teased with a smile, "Am I that charming?"
"It's not quite falling in love, but your conditions are too good, and I can't find a reason to refuse."
Qin Hanchu was three years younger than Tang Siwei, an age difference that wasn't significant.
As the saying goes, a woman three years older is like a brick of gold.
Although Qin Hanchu was young, his demeanor exuded maturity.
In terms of appearance, Qin Hanchu was undoubtedly handsome.
His resolute and deep gaze possessed a captivating aura.
Beyond these qualities, Qin Hanchu also possessed formidable strength and a terrifying background.
Such a man could be considered near perfect.
Tang Siwei was different from Lin Ying and Jin Hailu.
Lin Ying and Jin Hailu were both ladies from high society.
Their perspectives and thoughts were more refined than Tang Siwei's.
Precisely because of this, their "resistance" to Qin Hanchu was stronger.
In Tang Siwei's eyes, Qin Hanchu was an absolutely ideal choice for a partner.
As long as Qin Hanchu's character was sound, Tang Siwei was even willing to pursue him.
High-quality resources always attracted competition; whoever was braver had a higher chance of securing Qin Hanchu.
Tang Siwei's candid personality greatly appealed to Qin Hanchu.
As the two were chatting, a boy of about seven or eight years old ran over with a bubble gun.
He blew many bubbles as he ran.
All the diners along the way were furious.
How could they eat their food if the bubbles landed in it?
Qin Hanchu waved his hand, and a gentle breeze blew away the bubbles around them.
"Whose child is this? Don't their parents manage them? How are we supposed to eat with him doing this?"
An irascible diner stood up angrily and shouted at the people around.
"A bunch of adults, arguing with a child? Don't you have children?"
At this moment, a plump middle-aged man stood up and berated coldly.
"Your child got bubble water on our food, so you must pay our bill!"
"That's right, this food is inedible, you have to pay for it."
More customers shouted at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's wife snorted, "We can pay the bill, but only after you spit out what you've already eaten."
Such an unreasonable response enraged all the diners.
"Damn it! What do you mean by that?" the irascible diner roared, clenching his fists.
The middle-aged man stood up, looking at the diner, and sneered, "What? Do you want to fight me? Do you know who I am?"
"Listen up, my husband is Brother Qiao's own brother. Does anyone have a problem with that?" the middle-aged man's wife declared proudly.
Upon hearing the name Brother Qiao, all the diners present immediately fell silent.
The irascible diner looked terrified and quickly apologized, "So it's Brother Qiao's brother. I apologize for my rudeness. Your son is truly lively and adorable."
Hearing this, the middle-aged couple became even more smug.
The other diners, though indignant, dared not speak out.
Qin Hanchu did not interfere, as his food was not contaminated.
"Who is Brother Qiao? Is he very powerful?" Qin Hanchu asked.
Tang Siwei replied, "Brother Qiao is the leader of Jiangcheng's underground forces. He himself seems to be a ninth-rank martial artist, very powerful. To us, he is someone not to be provoked. But compared to you, he is merely a slightly larger ant."
Tang Siwei was not flattering Qin Hanchu; she was stating a fact.
Even though Brother Qiao was the leader of Jiangcheng's underground forces, in Chu Feng's eyes, he was merely a tool controlling the underworld.
If Chu Feng wished, Brother Qiao could be imprisoned or even killed in an instant!
Given Qin Hanchu's relationship with Chu Feng, he had no reason to care about Brother Qiao.
As the two were speaking, the little chubby boy ran back again.
This time, he was holding a marker pen.
As he passed Tang Siwei, he suddenly drew on her leg with the marker.
A black mark immediately appeared on Tang Siwei's fair leg.
Even her dress was smudged.
"Kid, get back here!" Qin Hanchu had no intention of meddling, but this kid deliberately provoked him.
Qin Hanchu's angry shout startled the little chubby boy.
The surrounding diners also looked at Qin Hanchu in shock.
This was Brother Qiao's own nephew, and Qin Hanchu dared to tell him to get back here?
"Dad, this guy scared me!" the little boy ran back to his parents and pointed at Qin Hanchu angrily.
"What did you just say?" the chubby boy's father glared at Qin Hanchu and cursed.
Qin Hanchu said indifferently, "Tell your son to come over and apologize to my friend."
"Kid, didn't you hear my wife? Crossing me means crossing Brother Qiao, do you understand?"
"Apologize to my son now, and I might let you off."
The middle-aged man berated.
"Little brother, you can't afford to provoke Brother Qiao, don't be impulsive."
"Brother Qiao is the leader of our Jiangcheng. Provoking him won't do you any good."
The diners near Qin Hanchu, thinking he didn't know who Brother Qiao was, whispered their advice.
"Tell your son to come over and apologize, or I won't mind helping you educate your son," Qin Hanchu said coldly.
"Is this kid crazy? Is he trying to make an enemy of Brother Qiao?"
"This outsider doesn't listen to advice. He doesn't know how terrifying Brother Qiao is."
"This kid is finished."
As the surrounding diners watched in shock, the chubby boy's father angrily approached Qin Hanchu, "Are you trying to die?"
Qin Hanchu did not reply. Instead, he suddenly kicked the middle-aged man's knee.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the middle-aged man cried out in pain and knelt down on one knee.
Qin Hanchu's kick had crippled the middle-aged man's right leg.
"Tell your elder brother to come over. I'll wait for him," Qin Hanchu said coldly, grabbing the middle-aged man's hair.
"You dare to hit my husband, you're looking for death!" The middle-aged man's wife quickly took out her phone to call Brother Qiao.
As for the little chubby boy, he was now filled with terror.
Although he was young, he knew his father had been beaten.
"Let's continue eating, and wait for this Brother Qiao to arrive," Qin Hanchu said to Tang Siwei.
Tang Siwei knew how terrifying Qin Hanchu's background was. Brother Qiao was hardly qualified to oppose Qin Hanchu.
If Brother Qiao provoked Qin Hanchu, it would surely be a disaster for him.