Nodding, Rong Shang smiled and said, "Not bad."
She went back.
But under the lights, the man felt somewhat uncomfortable.
He subconsciously pursed his slightly red lips, and his gloomy expression made it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
A dozen minutes later.
I didn't even finish half of my dinner.
It was cold, and Rong Chang was thinking of getting a bowl of soup.
He hadn't even picked up the bowl yet.
A loud crash came from the next private room.
Then, a woman screamed in terror.
Rong Shang's expression changed, and she subconsciously pushed back her chair and stood up.
A pale shadow fell.
Feng Jue looked up. "What are you doing?"
He asked the question, his face expressionless.
Rong Shang didn't say a word, but turned around and ran out.
In that instant, the man behind him narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep and intense, “…”
...
"No, no, don't come any closer."
"Ah, ah!"
The private room next door.
The red sandalwood door was tightly closed.
The woman's screams came in waves.
With a loud bang.
The door was kicked open from the outside.
The warm light shone down, and Rong Chang could see clearly.
The werewolf with its sharp claws trapped the frail woman between the wall and her body.
Sharp fangs pierced in, biting fiercely at the woman's neck.
She was in excruciating pain.
Her face, which was originally covered in exquisite makeup, was completely bloodless.
With a frown, Rong Chang quickly pulled out some silverware from her waist.
At that moment, someone from next door walked over.
When he got to her, he pulled her towards him.
"What are you doing?" Rong Shang shook off his hand and looked up at the other person.
It was Feng Jue; the man's eyes were glowing red.
Dangerous, sharp.
Rong Shang had no idea what he was doing.
She gave him a cold glance.
She turned around immediately.
Let's go back to the private room.
The woman had already collapsed.
His neck was covered in blood; it was horrifying.
The werewolf, however, had already fled.
"..."
Footsteps came from behind.
Rong Shang turned around with a cold face and looked over. Feng Jue had just walked up.
She reached out and pushed him.
Caught off guard, the man took a step or two back.
"Feng Jue, what do you mean?!"
At this point, it doesn't matter who he is.
Rong Shang finally lost her temper.
She took out her phone and called a nearby hospital.
And the restaurant staff were notified.
To avoid causing social panic.
She and the restaurant manager agreed to keep it a secret from the surrounding customers.
They only said he was injured by a sharp weapon.
The ambulance arrived that evening.
Rong Shang watched as the unconscious woman was lifted onto a stretcher and sent to an ambulance.
His expression was cold and gloomy.
By then, the surrounding crowd had already dispersed.
The restaurant manager came out and thanked her repeatedly.
Rong Shang said lightly, "You're welcome," and turned around to look for the man in the bustling crowd of the restaurant.
She found him, walked up to him, grabbed his hand without saying a word, and left.
They walked right up to the car.
Rong Shang flung him away, her gaze icy and sharp.
"I want an explanation."
Why did you have to pull her away at that time?
Does he know what happened inside?
Did he know that the werewolf escaped because of his intervention?
They are inherently difficult to catch.
Now……
Speechless, Rong Chang closed her eyes.
Take a deep breath.
At that moment, Feng Jue saw that she was clearly furious.
He was expressionless.
No explanation will be given.
He only said one sentence, "Where would Miss Sheng like to go next?"
After speaking, he walked past her and got into the car.
Rong Chang's anger flared up instantly.
"Wind Duke".
He turned around and strode forward.
Rong Shang opened the car door and grabbed the man's collar.
The two locked eyes.
The woman's gloomy face was reflected in the man's red pupils.
It's like I want to beat him up.
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