The woman, arm in arm with the man, pointed to a window seat and asked, "Wuqi, shall we sit here?"
The man nodded. "Okay." His voice was low and hoarse.
"Wuqi? That's quite a unique name," Lin Yue muttered absentmindedly, then looked away. Looking up, she saw Song Yunzheng staring at the couple with a complicated expression.
With a loud "bang," Song Yunzheng slammed his chopsticks down on the table, his eyes surging with boundless anger.
Lin Yue was startled by his sudden change and stared at him with wide eyes, "Honey, what's wrong?"
Song Yunzheng suddenly stood up and walked straight towards the couple sitting by the window. Lin Yue, confused and without time to think, hurriedly followed.
"Xu Muyao!" Song Yunzheng grabbed the man by the collar and threw a punch that slammed into the man's face.
The man groaned and slumped back into his seat.
"Ah! Why are you hitting me?!" The woman beside him quickly stood up and stood in front of the man, glaring fiercely at Song Yunzheng. Then she quickly turned around and helped the man up with concern. "Wuqi, are you alright? Does it hurt?"
The man known as Muki raised his hand slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head. "I'm fine, don't worry."
"I'm calling the police! There's someone causing trouble here!" The woman angrily pulled out her phone, ready to dial the police.
"Wanwan." The man grabbed the woman's hand. "I'm fine, no need to call the police."
Then, the man slowly stood up, his calm, dark eyes staring directly at Song Yunzheng, as if the punch he had just received hadn't landed on his face. "Sir, you've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Lu Wuqi, not Xu Muyao."
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