After leaving the French restaurant, Jiaxi Yang did not walk far away. She came to the street not far away and boarded a silver-white Audi TT on the side of the road. She sat in the driver's seat and could see the entrance and exit of the restaurant door through the car window.

With her back on the comfortable seat, Yang Jiaqi turned on the speaker and listened to the soothing English songs. Thinking that the development of things was consistent with the plan and the plan was conceivable. When it was time to check out, Chen Luo's face turned pale, his hands were trembling and embarrassed with embarrassment. When he appeared again, he educated him righteously and couldn't help but feel very good.

Time passed quickly with the singing. Yang Jiaqi adjusted her sitting position and took out her cell phone from her bag to see. Almost an hour had passed, and she frowned and whispered: "Does Chen Luo, it takes so long to eat alone?! You should pay the bill soon?"

Beep...beep...

The harsh warning sound instantly attracted Yang Jiaqi's attention. Looking in the sound, he saw a 120 ambulance coming from a distance, parked in front of the French restaurant, and then quickly got out of the car and ran into the restaurant under the guidance of the waiter.

"What happened?" Yang Jiaqi was puzzled. Before she could think too much, the sirens sounded again. Two 110 police cars also came to the restaurant. The policemen who got out of the car ran into the restaurant. They dispatched 120,110, which meant that something had happened. Passersby rushed to the French restaurant, and looked inside, and the three layers inside and outside were surrounded by water.

Most of the guests who come to French restaurants have high quality. Just 120 ambulances, maybe some guests who eat in the dining room suddenly get sick, but even 110 police cars have come, and there should be a fight. In such high-end consumption places, the most important thing is image. They will never call the police unless they have to.

"Could it be... Could it be that Chen Luo can't pay the bill and does not understand French. When there was a problem with the communication, he started to fight with the people in the restaurant?!" Yang Jiaqi hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed a number, but no one answered the answer.

"Why doesn't Manager Wen answer the phone?"

Yang Jiaqi began to panic. According to the prior agreement, the Chinese manager Wen on duty in the French restaurant should call herself first when Chen Luo checked out. It has been an hour since I had not called, so I felt it was inappropriate. Now I don’t answer the phone, and I really have an accident?

Yang Jiaqi was still smart, so she called Chen Luo's cell phone number from the phone book and called. What shocked her was that Chen Luo did not answer the phone either.

"Wow... it's out! It's out! It's a foreigner, it seems that he's very hurt..." The crowd watching in front of the French restaurant made a noise, and it came into Yang Jiaqi's ears through the half-open car window. Seeing the medical staff carrying a stretcher to take the injured into the ambulance, she was completely panicked. If something happened to Chen Luo, she would be unable to get out of her relationship with her, let alone grandpa, and her father couldn't pass. She quickly pushed the car door and ran to the restaurant.

Yang Jiaxi struggled to squeeze through the crowd and briefly explained the situation to the French waiter who was cooperating with the police to the door. Without looking at the police, he rushed straight into the 110 patrolman who was watching the fun. He didn't dare to stop Yang Jiaxi, who was dressed up, and quickly retreated.

After entering the restaurant, Yang Jiaqi became more and more convinced of her judgment. The police and medical staff who were present and the remaining medical staff were surrounded by Chen Luo's original dining location.

Yang Jiaqi rushed to the front in anger and took a look, which scared her to look gloomy. The nearby dining table was in a mess, with knife and fork, silver plate, broken wine glasses scattered on the ground, and blood was everywhere. There was also a wounded man sitting next to him. Medical staff dealt with the wound on his head. Several police officers negotiated with the Chinese staff, but no trace of Chen Luo was seen.

Yang Jiaqi was angry and anxious. Regardless of her demeanor, she pulled over a French girl standing next to her. She was about to ask when Chen Luo's surprise sound came from behind: "No way, is it really a fight?"

"Chen Luo!" Yang Jiaqi turned around quickly and saw Chen Luo slowly walking towards him with a blushing face. Looking at his calm and composed appearance, it seemed that the whole thing had nothing to do with him.

Before Yang Jiaqi could speak, Chen Luo said first: "Yang Jiaqi, where have you been going? I'm so sorry. I waited for half an hour and didn't have your phone number. I was really hungry, so I ate first. You ordered too much, and I don't know if you will go back, so I packed the rest." After that, Chen Luoyang raised the lunch box in his hand.

"Then, these... these..."

Following Yang Jiaqi's gaze, Chen Luo explained: "I don't know either. When I was having a meal, the people sitting at the table next to me started arguing, and their voices became louder and louder. The foreigners in the restaurant came to dissuade me. After I finished eating, I felt a little uncomfortable in the stomach, so I went to the bathroom. Unexpectedly, it turned out like this when I came out."

After hearing Chen Luo's words, Yang Jiaqi understood the reason for the incident. She was completely worried. She held her anger in her stomach and was inconvenient to attack. She asked in a muffled voice: "Is the account settled?"

"It's settled." Chen Luo replied readily.

"Is it... you settled the account?" Yang Jiaqi couldn't believe it. Chen Luo's details had been investigated clearly. After graduating from university, he applied to work as a small salesperson in the sales department of Huaxiang Hotel. He has not been working for a year, so where can he get the money to settle the bill? His family's conditions are average, and he can't afford this dinner anyway.

Shaking his head, Chen Luo pointed to the side of the restaurant and answered truthfully: "I didn't settle the account, and I can't settle it either. It was the account that the gentleman paid."

Who is so good at acting as a big shot as a sucker to help people pay? Yang Jiaqi looked at the direction Chen Luo pointed out in wonder. A middle-aged man sitting by the window met her gaze, nodded, picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his glass and smiled.

"Uncle Xiao, who wants you to be a good person?" Yang Jiaqi cursed in her heart and made a face at him. Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhengming, the close friend of his father Yang Chongwen, was also having dinner here tonight. It was probably because she saw her and Chen Luo come together and kindly helped to settle the account.

"Miss Yang, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" A middle-aged man in a restaurant suit and uniform rushed to Yang Jiaqi with sweat and defended anxiously: "I was on duty, but the boss came to inspect and asked me to report on my work situation. I really couldn't leave and the phone was not convenient to answer, so what you told me was not done. Now it's like this, which has swept Miss Yang's interest. I'll treat you to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize to apologize

"Okay, OK." Yang Jiaqi waved her hand impatiently, remembered something again, raised her eyebrows and turned her head to question Chen Luo: "Why didn't you answer my phone just now?"

Chen Luo walked slowly to the dining table where he was sitting, picked up his coat from the chair, took out the cell phone stuffed in his pocket, glanced at the missed call on it, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to go to the bathroom and put the coat here."

Yang Jiaqi gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words from her teeth: "It's okay!"

Seeing that Yang Jiaqi looked bad, Chen Luo didn't take it seriously. He returned to her and said, "You rushed back in a hurry. You must have something happened just now, right? Have you eaten something? This baked snail tastes really good."

After glanced at the lunch box and smelling the overflowing fragrance, Yang Jiaqi felt so hungry that she felt uncomfortable.

Yang Jiaxi brought Chen Luo here in her original intention, and wanted to humiliate him with an expensive dinner, so that he could deeply understand how unmatched they were at different levels. But the plan completely deviated from the expectations. Chen Luo leisurely enjoyed the French dinner, but she was frivolously worried. The anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and she said with hatred: "I'm not hungry!"

He snorted heavily with his nose, and Yang Jiaqi turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

After a bad mood, he left the restaurant. Chen Luo walked on the road and thought about it. He vaguely understood why his mother was in a hurry to find many girls to have a blind date. When she met Yang Jiaqi, her mother had another random attitude.

Although the Yang family owes too much to the Chen family, there is a huge gap between the two families in any aspect, just like living in two different worlds. If the Yang family wants to compensate or repay their kindness, they don’t need to take advantage of Yang Jiaqi, a daughter like Yang, right?

"Chen Luo..." Suddenly hearing someone calling his name, Chen Luo stood still and turned around, then watched Yang Jiaqi scream and her hands danced over.

The incident happened suddenly and before there was any time to react, Yang Jiaqi pressed her left hand on Chen Luo's chest, pulled down with her right hand, snatched the lunch box she was carrying, and crashed into his arms.

With a lot of momentum, Chen Luo took a few steps back to stabilize his body. Instinctively wanted to reach out to support Yang Jiaqi, but she had already leaned over and supported the ground with both hands.

Chen Luo was puzzled by Yang Jiaqi's abnormal behavior and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Jiaqi didn't expect to be so unlucky. She left in anger before and forgot that she had something to explain to Chen Luo in person. After thinking about it, she rushed to find him. Who knew that she had slipped and had an intimate contact with the ground with both hands. Not only did she feel so hot that the lunch box was broken and splashed, and there were a lot of oil stains on her body and face, making her feel embarrassed.

When did you suffer such a sin?
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