The woman also had a bad temper. After opening the door, she didn't leave immediately, but ran quickly to the bedside. Taking advantage of the man's unpreparedness, she raised her hand and slapped him hard twice, left and right.

The man was knocked unconscious. When he came to his senses, he was about to grab the woman and hit her back when he realized that he was naked and the front door was wide open. Residents often walked by outside. He could only watch helplessly as the woman gave him the middle finger and walked away nonchalantly.

He's so angry!

He's so angry!

During the five or six years he drove for a high-ranking official, there were many people trying to curry favor with him. This was the first time he had ever seen a woman so bold as to dare to hit him.

Ugly woman, so ugly. If it weren't for the fact that it's free money, he wouldn't have touched her at all.

No, his mother told him that a man's face should never be hit by a woman, or he would be unlucky for a long time. He was going to hit her back!

He quickly dressed, grabbed his car keys, and then went after the woman.

He couldn't swallow this insult. He was determined to tell the driver that as an out-of-towner, especially one who commutes to get off work on a small electric scooter, he shouldn't fantasize that the woman would be devoted to him.

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The woman is only paying attention to him now because she hasn't achieved her ultimate dream in life yet. She hasn't found her ideal sugar daddy who drives a Mercedes, which is why she's making do with the spare tire of the little scooter.

Luckily, the man overheard the woman talking to him about wanting to eat crabs; and luckily, he had once taken her out for crabs after they had sex, unable to resist her persistent nagging.

He rushed down the stairs at the speed of leaping three steps at a time, jumped into the car assigned to him, and sped off towards the place he knew.

He parked his car and walked into the crab stall. He looked around carefully at the entrance and couldn't see the little scooter that his woman's backup boyfriend had. Could it be that he guessed wrong and his woman wasn't eating here?

It's unlikely. This is the best and most famous food stall in City B, serving the best crabs. Given that woman's gluttonous and hedonistic nature, she wouldn't care if her boyfriend from out of town was saving money to upgrade from Xiao Mianyang to Xiao Feige next month. She would definitely choose the most expensive and best-tasting place.

Judging from the woman's delighted expression during the second half of the phone call, he could basically conclude that her backup boyfriend, who drove a scooter, had probably made a fortune, which was why he had stopped driving the scooter.

Seeing him walk in, the owner, who was doing the accounts behind the counter, put down what he was doing and greeted him with a big smile, "Young Master Ma, it's been a while since you've been here."

Ma Xile said with a straight face, "I just came back from City X recently."

The reason why the food stall owner called Ma Xile "Young Master Ma" was because he knew that the car Ma Xile drove, despite its unassuming appearance, was incredibly safe and comfortable inside. All the windows were bulletproof, and the seats, in terms of both material and angle, were designed and installed according to the most comfortable human body.

As for license plates, you can't buy them no matter how much money you have.

The so-called privileges enjoyed are the biggest difference between officials and ordinary people.

There's a saying that goes, "An official who doesn't amass wealth, and one who amasses wealth shouldn't be an official." But that's just a saying. There's another truth to it: "Power brings wealth, but wealth doesn't necessarily bring power."

The food stall owner thus concluded that Ma Xile was a genuine second-generation official. Every time he saw Ma Xile, the owner was exceptionally enthusiastic. Although there was nothing he needed Ma Xile's help with at the moment, what if he needed his help someday? It would be too late to do favors then.

Unlike before, Ma Xile didn't bring a woman with him, nor did he immediately order the most expensive crabs. Instead, he fiddled with his car keys and asked the food stall owner, "Before me, did a man and a woman come in? The woman was wearing..."

He thought for a moment, "The woman was wearing a green coat."

The boss tilted his head and thought for a moment, "They've been here before. It should be in the innermost private room on the second floor. It's strange, so many private rooms are empty, but those two specifically asked for the innermost one, the one with the best soundproofing. I thought they weren't here to eat crabs, but to do *that*..."

The last "thing" made him suddenly shut his mouth when he thought about the possibility that Ma Xile might have a relationship with that woman. He knew that too much talk could lead to mistakes, and he couldn't have said so much.

What if that woman is Ma Xile's woman? After saying all this, if Ma Xile gets angry, wouldn't he also be in trouble?

Ma Xile headed towards the second floor. The food stall owner, fearing that Ma Xile would vandalize his stall, didn't dare to be careless and waved for a young and strong waiter to follow him upstairs.