Chapter 17

When Feng Yuting turned to look at him, Carlos noticed her gaze and immediately felt drenched in sweat. At that moment, he could no longer contain his fear and said to Feng Yuting, "Red Scorpion, it was you who initiated the hug just now. I didn't move an inch. Don't cause me trouble!"

"Carlos, shut up, or I'll make sure you can never get it up again!" Feng Yuting said fiercely.

Hearing this, Carlos immediately shut up and dared not say another word. He didn't even dare to pick up the coffee on the table, fearing that any sound might provoke the anger of this woman who looked like an angel but was actually a terrifying demon.

He was an old member of the organization and knew very well how ruthless Red Scorpion was. It was said that when Red Scorpion first joined the organization and was still in training, one of the instructors, attracted by her beauty, tried to take advantage of her. One night, the two left the camp, but the next day, Red Scorpion returned alone, while the instructor was nowhere to be found.

When they finally found the instructor, he was hanging from a tree, his flesh cut into pieces, and his genitals cut off and stuffed into his mouth. He was still alive at that time, and if they hadn't found him, he would have suffered for a couple more days before dying in agony.

Although there was no direct evidence, everyone knew that Red Scorpion was responsible. Everyone knew that Red Scorpion was from China, and the torture the instructor suffered had a long history in China, known as "Lingchi"!

Since then, no one dared to mess with her, and the organization began to cultivate her vigorously. Now, she is a key figure in the organization.

Less than five minutes after Mu Yan and Zhou Wenwen disappeared at the end of the road, a Bentley stopped in front of the café, and the stunning woman appeared again.

In fact, this café was owned by Yu Jing. Sometimes, when she wanted to be quiet, she would come to the second floor. However, today was different. Not only did she come, but she also brought a woman, a woman who, in the late spring with temperatures nearing thirty degrees, was still wearing a scarf.

This woman, except for her eyes, was mostly covered by the scarf. Although the scarf was not thick, such an outfit in this season was indeed strange. After entering the café, she attracted even more attention than Yu Jing.

However, the two of them quickly went upstairs with the café manager and entered a VIP room.

Feng Yuting looked at the woman who had just entered. She never expected that her employer would be such a beautiful woman. Although she herself was also beautiful and felt that she was not inferior in appearance, compared to this woman, she seemed to be lacking something. And it was this little something that made her feel inferior.

However, this was not the time to think about such things. With a smile, she extended her hand and said softly, "President Yu, I really didn't expect you to be such a stunning beauty!"

Yu Jing smiled and shook Feng Yuting's hand, saying, "Miss Feng, you flatter me. I didn't expect there to be a beauty like you in the Blood Angels!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Feng Yuting's gaze quickly fell on the woman beside Yu Jing.

Although the woman's face was covered by a scarf, Feng Yuting could tell that she was young, probably a few years younger than herself and Yu Jing. However, despite her youth, Feng Yuting's years of experience told her that this woman was very dangerous. Feng Yuting was always confident in her own abilities, but she had no certainty in dealing with this girl.

Yu Jing, who was no ordinary person, quickly noticed Feng Yuting's gaze and smiled, saying, "This is Shan Shan, my personal bodyguard!"

In fact, from the moment she entered with Yu Jing, Feng Yuting and Carlos had guessed the girl's identity. However, since Yu Jing had introduced her, Feng Yuting nodded and smiled at her.

After a few more pleasantries, Yu Jing and Feng Yuting sat down and began their discussion.

Mu Yan was very happy today. He felt that he had really hit the jackpot by meeting such a good girl as Zhou Wenwen, and they had already become official boyfriends and girlfriends. Mu Yan felt he should thank his mother, and he couldn't help but admire her good judgment.

The only downside was that Zhou Wenwen's family was very strict, and she had to go home for dinner in the evening. After walking and chatting with her, he reluctantly sent her home.

Perhaps to avoid disturbing him and Wenwen, Mu Yan found that his mother hadn't returned home when he got back. He called her and learned that she was tutoring someone and wouldn't be home until late.

Since that was the case, Mu Yan didn't bother cooking. They had spent so much time together that they didn't want to part, and it was already late when Zhou Wenwen's family called to urge her to come home. He decided to go out and eat something.

Now that he had a girlfriend, he learned from their chat that her parents were from a traditional family that valued matching social status. He felt he needed to make a good impression.

Thinking about this, Mu Yan decided to resolve the issue with Zhong Jiaqiang as soon as possible. After that, he hoped Zhang Shuo could help him get a better position. So, he decided to visit Zhong Jiaqiang's house that evening to check the situation.

Leaving home and walking out of the neighborhood, he remembered that he had met Feng Yuting today, which reminded him of the small shops near the gate of No. 7 High School. When he was a high school student, he often ate there. On a whim, he decided to have a meal at a restaurant near the school, to bid farewell to his past.

Since the Garden Community was the faculty apartment building of No. 7 High School, it was only a ten-minute walk away.

Xiangweilou was the largest restaurant near No. 7 High School, where wealthy students and teachers often dined. However, even so, Xiangweilou was just a small two-story restaurant with seven or eight private rooms.

Since it was Saturday and there were no classes, and it was evening, the restaurant was not very crowded. Mu Yan didn't bother with a private room and found a table in a corner of the first-floor hall, ordering three dishes he liked.

Xiangweilou had been open for over a decade near the gate of No. 7 High School. Mu Yan could tell from the taste of the food that the head chef was still the same. Although the food wasn't top-notch, the nostalgia made the dishes taste special.

If it weren't for Wenwen, Mu Yan believed he would have shed tears while eating after seeing Yuting. But now, things were different.

Halfway through his meal, Mu Yan suddenly noticed that many people had entered the restaurant. Some were students, and others were thugs, clearly belonging to two different groups. They sat on opposite sides, and the few people who were already dining there quickly finished their meals and left.

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