The not-so-tall figure brought Zhou Wang an immense sense of security at this moment.
This was Wang Ruixi’s person...
Realizing this, Zhou Wang relaxed, but also felt a hint of jealousy.
Damn it, why don’t I have such a handsome bodyguard...
Clearly, I’m the one in charge.
Regrettably, Zhou Wang never really saw the man make a move. Before the security guards even arrived, Wang Ruixi had already appeared at the end of the hallway.
Lele, who was walking out, stopped in his tracks. Qu Jie and Wang Feiyu, who were a bit dumbfounded by the sudden appearance of the suited man, were instantly flustered.
No one expected Zhou Wang to shout like that, and Wang Ruixi actually appeared... and so quickly.
"Mr. Wang, what are you..."
Lele quickly forced a smile he thought was charming, trying to say something.
But Wang Ruixi ignored him, just glanced past everyone. When he saw Zhou Wang unscathed at the end of the hallway, he finally relaxed, discreetly moving his hand away from his waist.
His expression remained serious, but unseen beneath his suit, cold sweat had already soaked his back...
Just a moment ago, it was as if he was back in a foreign land amidst gunfire, a tense feeling of impending doom striking him once more.
No, perhaps it was even more terrifying.
Because in his memory, Wang Ruixi had almost never heard Zhou Wang’s voice this out of control.
When Wang Ruixi raised his head, Zhou Wang’s gaze met his.
Under the bright lights, Wang Ruixi’s face showed a look of inquiry.
Strangely, in theory, this was their "first meeting," but somehow, with just a glance, Zhou Wang already understood his meaning, as if they naturally had an extraordinary level of rapport.
This subtle feeling made Zhou Wang feel a bit odd... Who the heck wants to be so in sync with another man?
But the advantage was that it eliminated the need for verbal exchange. With just a few brief glances, they both understood each other’s intents.
With Wang Ruixi’s intelligence, he only needed one look to roughly guess what happened, so he was asking Zhou Wang how to handle it and whether to follow the original plan.
Zhou Wang didn’t know what this so-called "original plan" was, but he could guess it related to his concealed identity, so he signaled Wang Ruixi to wait a moment.
Tap, tap, tap!
At this moment, a series of chaotic footsteps approached. Liao Jianli, Cao Meijuan, Wang Yaolong, and other guests rushed over.
The hallway certainly couldn’t hold everyone, but luckily, the western restaurant had an open design to give a spacious feel, so even from nearby tables, one could clearly see into the hallway.
Some people even ran onto the stage, curiously looking this way, such as Lin Dantong and Wang Xiaoxiao, who Zhou Wang knew well—
The Chinese love of joining any commotion was highlighted perfectly at this moment, even among those who were generally considered the "upper class."
"Hey, Mr. Zhou?"
"Mr. Zhou!"
From within the crowd, several exclamations arose, coming from those who already knew Zhou Wang.
Mr. Zhou, who is this Mr. Zhou, which Mr. Zhou are they calling...?
Qu Jie, Wang Feiyu, Sisi, and the others were all confused for a moment.
Liao Jianli, Cao Meijuan, and others couldn’t quite understand the situation but noticed something must have happened since there were security guards present, and Sisi looked a bit disheveled. Wang Yaolong immediately noticed the odd expression on his son’s face as well.
"Xiao Yu, what happened to your face, who did this to you?"
Wang Yaolong’s expression changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice.
Wang Feiyu’s face grew unnatural, unsure how to answer momentarily. At this moment, Qu Jie stepped forward, smiling: "Mr. Wang, Mr. Liao, Mom, why are you all here... It’s really nothing, just two outsiders making a fuss, we can handle it ourselves..."
"Brother Liao, you need to stand up for Sisi..."
As Wang Yaolong and Cao Meijuan inquired about their son, Lele noticed Liao Jianli’s arrival, ran over, threw herself into his arms, and started complaining, with Sisi beside her wiping her tears cooperatively.
Listening to this, Liao Jianli’s brows furrowed, wondering what kind of mess this was?
But when he understood it was just a verbal spat and some young girls’ drama, he became a bit irritated.
He looked up at the young man at the end of the hallway, still holding the beautiful girl’s hand.
Originally, Liao Jianli planned to contact Zhou Wang after the dinner since they were hometown fellows, and though Zhou Wang seemed to be there for romance and hadn’t greeted him beforehand, they should at least maintain surface-level politeness.
But since Zhou Wang was involved, Liao Jianli couldn’t ignore him anymore.
So, was it him who called out Mr. Wang’s name earlier?
Liao Jianli wasn’t sure how Zhou Wang knew Wang Ruixi’s name or if they had previously met under some circumstances, but seeing Wang Ruixi’s composed expression, Liao Jianli sensed some displeasure from Wang Ruixi at the moment.
Hearing Lele’s "complaint," Liao Jianli felt a bit annoyed, thinking Zhou Wang was making a mountain out of a molehill. Even if you felt your girlfriend was wronged, did you have to shout Wang Ruixi’s name publicly and draw everyone’s attention?