Chapter 104
Xu Ke observed everything, seeing that no one here was talking to her, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, “I have something to deal with first, I’ll go out for a bit. When your class reunion is about over, call me, and I’ll come to pick you up.” Xu Ke said softly.
Lin Mengyao understood Xu Ke’s intentions, so she simply replied, “Okay.”
Seeing Lin Mengyao being so well-behaved, Xu Ke had an itch in his hand; he wanted to pat Lin Mengyao’s head but was held back by rational restraint.
As soon as Xu Ke left, Lin Mengyao and Mi Xue’s surroundings became lively, achieving his intended goal, Xu Ke left relieved and went to find the person in charge of the Imperial Kitchen.
Meanwhile, after leaving the private room, the man didn’t leave but had Wen Mei’er help him to the restroom, where he called his uncle from a secluded spot. His uncle had no children and almost raised him as a son, always fulfilling his requests. Thus, when he saw his call, he hardly hesitated to put aside what he was handling and answered his nephew’s call.
“Why are you calling me at this time?”
“Uncle, you have to avenge me!”
“What happened?” The uncle’s smile disappeared, his expression turned serious, startling the assistant who knocked and entered, making him too scared to make a sound. Carefully, he placed the documents that needed signing on the desk and retreated.
With the man’s exaggerated recounting over the phone, the uncle’s face grew uglier, “How dare he, that brat! Where are you? I’ll find some people to come over right now. Let’s see how he can fight back against multiple opponents.” The uncle said through gritted teeth.
“I knew you were the best, uncle. I’m at the Imperial Kitchen now, you need to hurry, or they’ll leave and I won’t get my revenge.”
“Don’t worry, immediately.”
With his uncle’s backing, the man put down the phone with satisfaction. Wen Mei’er, waiting outside, eagerly approached him and anxiously asked, “What did your uncle say? Is he willing to avenge you?”
“Duh, I’m his real nephew. Just wait half an hour, after my uncle gets people together, he’ll come over. By then, I’ll make sure he knows what it’s like to be pinned down and beaten.” The man could walk now; the pain caused by Xu Ke was gradually diminishing, but he still couldn’t let it go.
Xu Ke didn’t know that the man had not only not left but also found people to come to the Imperial Kitchen. At this moment, he was sitting in the general manager’s office, flipping through documents that required the general manager’s signature, as well as this quarter’s financial statements. The original general manager stood before Xu Ke like an elementary school student waiting for a scolding, with hands behind his back, not daring to interrupt him.
Without Xu Ke, Wen Mei’er, and Wen Mei’er’s boyfriend, the private room finally allowed for a peaceful meal. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, the door to the private room was suddenly kicked open from the outside, startling everyone. When people inside the private room looked towards the door, they realized Wen Mei’er and her husband had brought a group of fighters and barged in.
“What are you doing? Can’t you talk things over? Why did you bring people?” Those timid at the sight of so many strong men flooding in were so scared they trembled, grateful they didn’t stutter or were at a loss for words.
“Turn over the guy who just hit me, and I won’t touch the others.” The man stood in the center of the crowd, regaining the arrogance he held when he first entered.
As soon as the man finished speaking, Wen Mei’er immediately followed, “Hand over Lin Mengyao and Mi Xue too. Not one of these three should be missing.”
Humans are creatures that seek benefit and avoid harm. Hearing this, the crowd that wasn’t standing too close to Mi Xue and Lin Mengyao split and exposed them, even pushing them forward to the front.
“Where’s the guy, though, that man?” the man asked, frowning. He mainly sought Xu Ke for revenge, though the incident began because of these two women, he wasn’t petty enough to vent his anger on them.
But after asking three times and still not seeing Xu Ke, the man got angry, his voice deepening, “If you don’t say where that man went, I’ll assume you’re all accomplices, and I won’t go easy.”
Someone in the crowd sneaked a peek at the two men’s doorlike figures at the entrance, swallowed hard, and said, “We really don’t know where he is, but he whispered something to Lin Mengyao before leaving. Ask her; she should know.”
“Stop spitting.” Lin Mengyao tugged Mi Xue’s arm and said.
“Where is he?” Seeing someone pointing at Lin Mengyao, the man impatiently asked.
“I don’t know.” Lin Mengyao replied coldly.
“Don’t think just because you’re a woman I won’t hit you. Push me hard enough, I’ll hit you even if you’re a kid. This is your last chance, where is he?” the man asked with a hint of rage, brushing his hair hastily.
“Whether you believe it or not, I really don’t know.”
When Xu Ke left, he only mentioned he had something to deal with but didn’t say where. So, Lin Mengyao was telling the truth, but the intruders assumed she was playing tricks.
“Grab her arm, don’t let her move, I’ll interrogate her myself.” Everyone present hoped Lin Mengyao would give up Xu Ke’s whereabouts, but Wen Mei’er was most against that. Only when Lin Mengyao didn’t give them away would she have a reason and excuse to deal with her openly.
Unexpectedly, heaven didn’t fail the patient; she indeed got the chance to punish Lin Mengyao herself, a joyful matter she’d dreamed of.
Seeing Lin Mengyao restrained, Wen Mei’er smiled victoriously and, with no warning, slapped Lin Mengyao’s face hard, so much so her whole hand went numb, and Lin Mengyao’s cheek quickly swelled up. Lin Mengyao even tasted a metallic tang in her mouth.
“Will you tell me where your lover is? If not, I’ll keep hitting you.” As Wen Mei’er raised her hand to slap Lin Mengyao again, it seemed she wasn’t there to interrogate about Xu Ke’s whereabouts but specifically targeting Lin Mengyao.