Chapter 35: Grandma Climbs the Walls with a Cane

Cha Nan went back to the original box, but did not see Han Chuqing.

It turned out that after Han Chuqing closed the door, she was almost fainted by the smell of the yellow rotten pumpkin on the ground. She immediately opened the door and asked someone to change to another private room.

The restaurant felt deeply sorry and gave her a year's worth of free meals in exchange for a table full of their signature dishes.

Han Chuqing sat listlessly and called Shu Yan: "Tingting, come and eat something with me."

She originally came here alone, wanting to have some sweet time with Chanan, but the result, oh, don’t mention it, it makes me sick.

Shu Yan didn't have any mental burden. When Han Chuqing asked her to eat, she sat down and ate happily, and kept asking Han Chuqing to eat while she ate.

Hey, this is our signature dish, a bonus to the plot, you’d be wasting your time if you didn’t try it.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Han Chuqing joined her in eating a little. Well, this new signature dish tasted pretty good. Before she knew it, she had eaten two large bowls with tears in her eyes.

After filling her stomach with delicious food, Han Chuqing's mood improved, but she didn't know that Chanan still had 5 seconds to arrive at the battlefield.

Cha Nan didn't see her in the original box, so he found a waiter along the way and asked: "Do you know where Miss Han went just now?"

The waiter and Chanan were colleagues, and their relationship was normal. Just as he was about to answer, an indescribable foul odor rushed into his nostrils. He couldn't help but dry heave and glanced at Chanan.

Chanan's face looked a little ugly.

What is he doing?

Playing him, right? He's already clean, and this poor bastard is deliberately mocking him like this, he really doesn't know his place!

A servant's thing, and he's still wearing it, huh, he's the son-in-law of the Han family! These poor losers are only fit to carry his shoes!

The waiter wanted to remind Chanan, but when he saw his expression, he curled his lips and said, "Ms. Han is in Room 8."

Go, go, go and smoke people out.

Room 8 is upstairs.

Chanan shook his hair, patted the wrinkles on his clothes, and entered the elevator.

There are three unlucky guys in the elevator.

As soon as Chanan entered the elevator, the three of them smelled a stench as strong as a flood.

The old lady's face changed, the old man's legs went numb, and the young man looked at Chanan secretly, trying to hold his breath: "Sir, are you the waiter here?"

Chanan turned around and put on a polite smile: "Yes ma'am, hello ma'am."

The young man gave a fake smile and said nothing more.

We are all decent people. It is not good to lose your temper when you are out.

She will complain.

Complain harshly.

As soon as the elevator arrived, the old lady walked briskly with crutches, the old man climbed walls and climbed rooftops with a stick, and the young man shot out like a flying monkey. In an instant, all three of them disappeared.

Chanan saw this and snorted.

Those rich people always brag about how great their manners and temperament are. Humph, isn’t that the case?

It's just a meal, but you're in such a hurry like a starving ghost, without any dignity at all. I'm much more noble than them.

Chanan maintained his elegant demeanor and came to room 8.

Han Chuqing was chatting and laughing with the maid Tingting, also known as Shu Yan, when suddenly the door opened and a man came in with a very foul smell.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry. I want to sincerely apologize to you." Chanan held up a flower he had picked up in the lobby, bent down like a gentleman, and looked at him affectionately: "Please forgive me, beautiful Qingqing."

Han Chuqing opened her mouth and before she could say anything, she felt something was wrong.

"Hickey—hiickey—"

Han Chuqing's face turned pale.

"Cha Nan, why are you here? Who let you in? Get out, get out!"

Cha Nan was stunned, then quickly forced out a heartfelt smile, explaining, "Qingqing, are you still holding a grudge against me? Listen to me, I really didn't mean to do that. Someone must have switched my dishes. I'll find out."

"Let me make it up to you, okay? Qingqing, this meal is mine. Order whatever you want."

He reluctantly added, "After we finish this meal, I'll take you to the mall and do some shopping."

He and Han Chuqing always paid the big bucks, while he paid the small bucks. Han Chuqing treated him to a fancy meal, and he took her to eat at a street stall.

After all, his monthly salary is only so much, and he doesn't have good parents like Han Chuqing. If Han Chuqing is sensible, she should be understanding.

Of course, sometimes he would "grit his teeth" and spend some big money, and Han Chuqing would always be very touched at this time.

Isn't the highest level of picking up girls to make a small investment for a big return, and let the girl pay for you with both money and body?

Shu Yan was about to be hit in the face by his abacus beads, so she quickly changed her explanation to throwing rotten eggs.

Chanan forced a smile and was about to explain when he suddenly felt a lot of rotten eggs in his sleeves. His face changed, and he took out one and threw it out.

“You, you…”

A vile smell entered Han Chuqing's nostrils. Han Chuqing could no longer bear it and left in anger.

"Qingqing!" Chanan followed anxiously and was about to say something when bang—

He couldn't help but throw another one.

"Qingqing (bang), are you still holding a grudge against me? (bang) Please listen to my explanation, I really didn't (bang) mean it (bang)——"

Chanan couldn't control himself as he spoke and threw things wildly.

While throwing, he chased Han Chuqing to explain. Han Chuqing was anxious and angry, dodging left and right, and in the end almost ran.

Lobby.

The lobby is cheaper than the private rooms and has more customers.

Everyone was having their meal when suddenly a strange crackling noise was heard. Then, a man ran over after two women, and bang—

"Holy shit! What the hell is this guy throwing?"

"Ah, it stinks, s***, rotten eggs?"

"F*ck, why does it stink so much——Help——"

"Damn it, isn't this guy the rotten dog that was dancing in rotten clothes just now?!"

A man was sitting near the corridor and was hit in the face by Chanan with an egg.

"Oh, damn!" The man stood up in shock, touched his face, and let out a string of American utterances!

"Hah—how dare you hit me in the face—ah—stop, hah—stinky bastard—"

The old lady in the elevator had just finished her meal and came down. When she saw Chanan, her legs went weak: "Oh no, it's that man! That man is here again!!"

There was a sharp smell of eggs, and the old lady wailed, grabbed her crutches and ran away for her life.

The lobby was flooded with rotten eggs thrown by Chanan. Customers looked at Chanan in horror as he was throwing eggs at high speed. Soon, an indescribable smell that was even stinkier than a garbage dump occupied the lobby.

"Ouch—ah—it stinks. Is this a bastard's revenge on society?! Get out! Get out!"

"Hah-ah-ah-how can a waiter like this come to work, hah-"

"I can't eat anymore, pay me money..."

Customers rushed out of the door one after another, and Chanan successfully defeated all of them on his own.

When Chanan arrived, the lobby manager happened to go to the bathroom and did not see this scene.

After using the restroom, I returned to the lobby and saw the empty tables and chairs and the egg-water-filled hall. The lobby manager was stunned: "Where are the guests?"

How could she have such a large group of guests?

"Hah—hah—" The waiter leaned against the wall and retched violently, stretching out a trembling hand and pointing to the door. His lifeless eyes revealed the madness of being tortured to the extreme: "It's him, it's him, it's him..."

A smelly wind blew over, and the lobby manager's legs trembled: "Hah——"