Chapter 2173 - 2133: Gunshots at the Restaurant

King Crab, abalone, large lobsters, a table full—it’s truly a seafood feast.

Xia Jing was basically just watching Ye Qiu and Miranda eat. She had had her share of seafood feasts back home, so she found it odd that despite Ye Qiu’s wealth, he seemed like someone who had never eaten seafood before.

Seeing these two with such hearty appetites, Xia Jing felt her own appetite improve quite a bit.

The three dined for about an hour, especially Miranda and Xia Jing, who ate very slowly.

Seafood is best enjoyed hot; once it cools down, it’s not as tasty.

Ye Qiu, satisfied and full, sat there wiping his mouth with a napkin and noticed the old man in black traditional Chinese attire and his group getting up to leave, heading out of the restaurant.

While Miranda was still munching on a large lobster, despite being in Havana, it was rare for her to see lobsters that big.

She felt as though she had gained a few pounds from the wining and dining with Ye Qiu these past few days.

However, Ye Qiu didn’t seem to care; rather he thought a bit more flesh made her more comfortable to hold.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Suddenly, there was gunfire outside, and chaos erupted at the stairway of the restaurant.

Yet Ye Qiu stood out, appearing very calm!

"Ye Qiu, it sounds like something’s happened outside?" Xia Jing said.

She heard the gunshots very clearly just moments ago.

It was followed by all sorts of cries for help outside.

"Someone’s shooting, someone has been shot," Ye Qiu said.

Gun proliferation in America makes it as easy to buy guns here as buying toy guns back home, not to mention how the black market here makes acquiring smuggled weapons a breeze.

Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered with such matters.

Watching Miranda and Xia Jing slowly finishing up their meal, it seemed as if not many people were coming to dine at the restaurant now.

Soon, Ye Qiu learned that just as Master Hong Fifth and his companions had left, they were ambushed and shot, collapsing on the ground. Now, they’ve been rushed to a nearby Red Cross Hospital for emergency treatment.

As for the condition of those shot, their fate remains uncertain.

Life is unpredictable.

Oftentimes that’s just how it goes; you could be dining together one moment and gone the next.

Ye Qiu didn’t know who Hong Fifth was.

He only knew that America’s law and order wasn’t as good as one might imagine.

Of course, at times, these criminals aren’t necessarily targeting them specifically.

As he called a waitress to settle the bill, dinner that originally cost four to five thousand US dollars was discounted by half because of the scare from the gunshots earlier.

Ye Qiu didn’t expect that in a situation where blood was drawn, he would actually get some benefits.

As they walked out of the Seafood Grand Hotel onto the stairway, they could still smell the stench of blood, although the blood had already been cleaned up.

As they descended, Xia Jing said, "I feel like it’s not very safe here, so why don’t we skip shopping?"

Skip shopping?

Clearly, Xia Jing was frightened.

In contrast, Miranda didn’t seem to mind.

"Miranda, do you want to go back and rest?"

"Okay."

They headed back to the hotel they had come from, took the elevator upstairs, and entered their room.

Since the three were sharing a room, Xia Jing initially wanted to sleep in one by herself, but recalling the gunshots she heard while dining at the seafood restaurant, she was afraid. She felt more secure staying in the room with Ye Qiu.

After Miranda went in first to take a shower.

After Miranda finished her shower and came out in a nightgown, Ye Qiu then asked Xia Jing to take her turn to shower.

Xia Jing went to shower as well.

Once she came out of the shower, back on the bed, covered in blankets, she remembered how these two had crazily indulged themselves until midnight last night, which made her quite uncomfortable.

According to her plan, tonight she intended to sleep in a room by herself.

However, those gunshots earlier made her genuinely scared to go, so she just had to endure it.

Yet she was puzzled, was Ye Qiu actually a freak? How could he possibly go on endlessly with Miranda?

It simply wasn’t possible.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Qiu wondered, noticing Xia Jing’s strange expression.

"Can Miranda come over here, and you sleep alone?"

"If Miranda doesn’t mind, of course I don’t mind."

As Xia Jing and Miranda exchanged words, Miranda seemed a bit unwilling but eventually went over to sleep next to Xia Jing.

Ye Qiu, after showering, could only sleep in the other room alone.

Moonlight was present but not very prominent.

If the two women were sleeping on the same bed, Ye Qiu could continue his cultivation.

These past days, due to treating those wealthy American patients, his cultivation progress had been delayed, so he certainly wouldn’t stop now given the opportunity.

Ye Qiu planned to continue cultivating tonight.

Around ten o’clock at night, Ye Qiu turned off the TV.

The hustle and bustle of Chinatown outside gradually faded away, transitioning into a quiet night.

Of course, just after Master Hong Fifth finished dinner at the seafood restaurant and stepped outside, he was ambushed and shot multiple times, suggesting Chinatown might not remain entirely tranquil now.

In this peaceful Chinatown night, it seemed akin to a sea just before a storm.

As Ye Qiu meditated in cultivation, after some time had passed, Miranda saw Xia Jing had fallen asleep and quietly left the bed to come beside Ye Qiu and said, "Qiu, shall we continue?"

Ye Qiu opened his eyes to find Miranda had come to his side and even took off her nightgown.

This was akin to a little monster who hasn’t eaten enough or hasn’t had meat for a day, feeling uncomfortable.

Now Miranda had that insatiable craving feeling; she simply couldn’t stop.

"Miranda, aren’t you sleeping tonight?"

"I can’t sleep," Miranda said bluntly.

As she actively helped Ye Qiu take off his clothes, that familiar sound soon came.

Xia Jing was already asleep.

Xia Jing felt she was genuinely going crazy.

If tomorrow is the same, Xia Jing felt she indeed must return home early.

That jerk! He doesn’t consider my feelings at all!

Xia Jing hurriedly covered her ears, held her breath, but dared not make a sound.