Chapter 102: Don't waste time let's go together

Jih Mingyue was momentarily startled, followed by a disdainful sneer, “Really good at pretending, no wonder you can lie without blushing.”

She removed her sunglasses, looked up with her eyebrows raised, and feigned a superior attitude, “I, Jih Mingyue, Master Bo’s new flame.”

Nan Jiaojiao chewed up half a fish ball and swallowed it, not even glancing at Jih Mingyue, then pointed at her, “She seems quite proud to be someone else’s mistress.”

Lu Zhenzhen nodded in agreement, “She’s flighty and shameless, baby, don’t learn from her.”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted the soup bowl with utmost seriousness, “I am a respectable person.”

Lu Zhenzhen gave a slight laugh with narrowed eyes, then her expression turned fierce, and she quickly lifted her foot, her high heel’s tip supporting Jih Mingyue’s wrist.

Her cold eyes swept over the dish in Jih Mingyue’s hand and snorted, “What are you trying to do?”

“Miss Lu, I don’t want to start a conflict with you, today I’m only here for Nan Jiaojiao,” she said.

“She lied to me about being Master Bo’s niece, flaunting herself in front of me.

Master Bo is kind-hearted and couldn’t bear to burst her bubble, but I can’t stand it.

Since I’m the woman by his side, then all those cats and dogs sticking to him should roll far away.”

“Cats and dogs, what do you think you are?”

Lu Zhenzhen’s face turned stern, showing a bit of the formidable energy she had at work, tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

With a push of her toe, she kicked squarely on Jih Mingyue’s wrist.

The latter yelped in pain, the plate slipping from her hand, which was caught by Lu Zhenzhen.

When she put it back in its place, not a drop of soup was spilled.

“Dare to joke with food in front of my baby?

You are dead meat.”

Jih Mingyue held her breath, silenced by Lu Zhenzhen’s retort, not daring to fart, but the topic turned back to Nan Jiaojiao.

Her gall seemed to swell as she said angrily, “I’m here to teach her a lesson on behalf of Master Bo.

No matter how powerful you are, Miss Lu, you cannot interfere in other people’s affairs of the heart.”

She turned her head and barked an order, “What are you waiting for?

Take her into custody!”

At her command, seven or eight bodyguards closed in at once.

Nan Jiaojiao leisurely finished half a bowl of rice, her eyes slowly drifting to the corners, giving a glacial glance, her demeanor suddenly becoming sharp and forbidding.

“Wait.”

Jih Mingyue sneered, “Not playing mute anymore?”

Did she really think Lu Zhenzhen could protect her?

Nan Jiaojiao raised her hand to summon a waiter over, “Excuse me, please take these dishes to another table, I still want them.”

The waiter, already shaking with fear, moved quickly, though his hands trembled as he carried the plates.

With the current standoff, half the diners had left, and the remaining half were either too tough to be afraid of trouble or simply wanted to watch the spectacle unfold.

Everyone thought the young girl would be taken away in an unsightly manner, but there she was, lounging back casually, not a trace of fear on her delicate face; her right hand played with a knife and fork as if they were spinning in her skilled fingers.

Suddenly, she let go, and two successive sounds of shattering were heard above.

The two security cameras facing their direction were destroyed.

“Don’t waste time, let’s go together,” she urged.

Jih Mingyue felt an inexplicable sense of dread, looking at Nan Jiaojiao suspiciously.

Gritting her teeth, she ordered in a shrill voice, “Don’t be intimidated by her, go for it!”

No sooner had her command left her lips than the bodyguards swarmed forward.

Nan Jiaojiao remained seated, motionless, until someone’s fist came within two centimeters of her face; she caught it in one grasp, dislocating the bones with a snap.

The man cried out in pain, kicked in the groin by Nan Jiaojiao, who found an opening and sent him flying into another man following close behind.