Ji Xia noticed that several cubicles were still empty, and she didn't know who had reserved them or who had given them the space.
Chen Jing became even more vigilant, looked around, and only after not spotting Lin Chen or his two assistants did he feel relieved enough to sit down.
Looking around, he realized the place resembled a Western restaurant. He turned back and chuckled, "It looks like a Western restaurant. Shall we go back and get a bottle of red wine?"
Ji Xia shook her head wearily: "Does this kind of restaurant allow you to bring your own drinks? I'm afraid it's not a good idea."
"I'll go ask."
As expected, Chen Jing went downstairs to the second floor to ask the waiter about bringing his own drinks. Chen Qiuyu and Hou Fang couldn't sit still, and seeing that the waiter hadn't come for a long time, they went downstairs to order food.
Ji Xia sat on the large rattan chair, rubbing her legs. Among the five people, she had the worst physical strength and was really tired from walking.
"There are too many guests tonight, so I'm afraid we'll have to wait a long time for our meal."
As she was speaking, two young men suddenly walked out of the opposite cubicle, entered their cubicle, and sat down as if no one else was there.
Both men were young men in their twenties. One was wearing a trendy black leather jacket, his hair was styled high with hair gel, and a few strands of gold were dyed on top of his head. He also had a thin rat tail trailing behind his head.
Another hairstyle was also avant-garde, with a shiny steel stud on her left ear, somewhat resembling the "emo" style of the 1980s.
The two men stared intently at her, then sat down around the round table with an air of authority, giving Ji Xia a knowing smile.
Ji Xia's expression changed drastically, and she glanced nervously at Hou Xiaolian: "Comrades, there are five of us, and all these seats are occupied. They will be up shortly."
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