The waiter fell to the ground. The serving staff on the side did not dare to breathe, nobody actually dared to help him out.

Jin Weiwei angrily glared at Cheng Yuan. Just as she was about to bend down and support her waiter, her slender arm was suddenly grabbed by a greasy hand.

She raised her head and realized it was Cheng Yuan. She felt a wave of disgust and said, "Damn fatty, let go of me!"

Who would have thought that Jin Weiwei, who had always thought that she was a man with boundless strength, would not be able to shake off this oily fatty even after using 50% of her strength.

Jin Weiwei was shocked. She immediately realized that this Cheng Yuan, who looked like a bundle of embroidery, actually had some skill with it?

He could not help but exert even more force and used 80% of the force again.

However, Cheng Yuan's hand was still glued to her arm. Not only did he not shake it off, he squeezed even harder.

"Let me go!" Jin Weiwei shouted angrily.

Cheng Yuan laughed proudly as the strength in his hands increased.

Jin Weiwei cried out in pain.

"Call, call …" Cheng Yuan laughed out arrogantly, the fat on his fat face quivering. "I'm so happy the more you scream."

Unexpectedly, just as he finished his sentence, a slender leg flew out from the thorns and landed directly on his stomach. The strength was so great that he flew out and rolled a few rounds on the ground like a round rubber ball.

Cheng Yuan immediately felt pain and cursed.

Although they were very disgusted with Cheng Yuan, they were still their masters after all. With their economic lifeline in hand, no one dared to show an expression of schadenfreude. Instead, they had to run over and help Cheng Yuan up with all kinds of words of sympathy.

"Boss, are you alright?"

"Boss, do you feel pain? I'll let you rub it. "

Cheng Yuan stood up with the help of a few people.

His face was covered in mud and his entire body was covered in dust. His body was covered in luxurious silk and was covered in dust. He looked as bedraggled as he could get.

"Who was it that sneaked an attack on me!" Cheng Yuan waved his arm to wave away the shop assistant, his eyes were as big as a bell, as he panted and asked.

Jin Weiwei opened her mouth to say that it was her, the broad, powerful hand belonging to a man holding hers, while little Fugui walked out from behind her.

He looked at Cheng Yuan, and his brows were as calm as the green bamboo and cyan cypress on the summit of a mountain. "I kicked him, how about it?"

The moment his gaze fell on the face of the little rich kid, Cheng Yuan became stupefied. His fat lips opened wide as he stared blankly.

What a beautiful woman!

He had a drooling expression on his fat face, and sticky droplets fell from the corners of his mouth.

He had seen the little rich kid, so why was he in such a disgusting state? Jin Weiwei walked up and looked at the face of the little rich guy. He was handsome as always, but his husband was still as handsome as ever …

Wait!

She suddenly realized something.

A pair of eyes was staring at Cheng Yuan — — Could this damn fatty be a rabbit?

Xiao Fugui also noticed that something was wrong with Cheng Yuan. The gaze that fell on him made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He resisted the urge to attack and stopped punching him.

When the waiter saw Cheng Yuan's disgusting expression and saw Lady Jin's incomparably handsome husband, he immediately understood that Cheng Yuan had once again committed a sexual act and became anxious.

No way, we can't harm Lady Jin and the rest. The waiter's mind raced and stepped forward to block Cheng Yuan's sight, smiling as he said: "Boss, let's not bother about these two lowly commoners anymore. Eating wine is more important, didn't you say that the young master of the Elegant Wind Pavilion will come today?"

The waiter specifically emphasized the words' Elegant Wind Pavilion 'and' Young Master Lian '. When Jin Weiwei understood the waiter's hinting, her expression changed. "This damn fatty is indeed a hare."

Xiao Fugui felt a wave of disgust in his heart, his sleeves shook as he pinched the stone bead with his fingertips.

Cheng Yuan kicked the waiter away impatiently. "Get lost! Don't disturb this father from seeing a beauty!"

The waiter didn't want to give up. Ignoring everything else, he hurriedly said to Jin Weiwei, "Miss, quickly take your husband and leave. Boss is so manly!"

"You're a glutton!" Cheng Yuan turned his face over and angrily kicked the waiter away. He was afraid that this rich kid would run away, so he rushed over to grab him.

Jin Weiwei's heart tightened. Before she could make a move, she saw little Fugui's sleeve flicked and a stone bead shot out.

There were a total of four beads. Two of them flew toward Cheng Yuan's eyes with a "sou" sound, while the other two drilled into the fat on his knees.

Ah!

Cheng Yuan screamed as he fell to his knees and covered his eyes with his hands.

My eyes! So painful! My eyes! Why was it so painful? "Ah!

The waiter and the delivery boy looked at each other, not knowing what had just happened. How could Cheng Yuan become so miserable in just a breath's time?

"Boss, boss, what happened to you? Let's go to the doctor! "

The waiter gave the two of them a meaningful glance, indicating for them to quickly leave. However, his hands firmly grabbed onto Cheng Yuan.

"Okay." Jin Weiwei nodded, grabbed little rich kid's hand, and pushed him onto the cart.

"Let's hurry up and go!"

Xiao Fugui didn't utter a word, he silently turned his head back and stared at Cheng Yuan, his pupils shooting out a trace of disgust and coldness.

After returning to the butcher's shop, Jin Weiwei wanted to return the cart. Naturally, the little rich girl would follow. However, Jin Weiwei insisted on staying in the butcher's shop. "You stay in the shop and wait for me to come back."

When Tao Xiaoqing saw the unsightly expression on his boss' face, he was at a loss.

At this time, it was still early, and many people were still buying meat.

Jin Weiwei returned after leaving. She originally wanted to close the butcher's shop, but when she noticed that there were still so many guests, she could only give up. However, her heart began to feel anxious.

Since Cheng Yuan was Cheng Yu's second cousin, and was also able to take over the restaurant, it was sufficient to say that Cheng Yuan's position in the Cheng family was not low, and if there were no mishaps, he should be from the main branch.

As for the Cheng Family, they had a lot of power and influence. Cheng Yuan had been beaten to such a state, would the family let the matter rest?

Her heart felt like it was being held down by a mountain. She found it hard to breathe. She turned her head to look and discovered that little Fugui was still calmly keeping accounts, slowly fiddling with his beads.

Jin Weiwei couldn't help but walk over and ask in a low voice, "If our butcher's shop is here, then we won't be able to run away from the temple. If Cheng Yuan isn't a good person, then he will definitely come. When that time comes …"

She paused for a moment, thinking that she should ask Cheng Yu to make a move.

The little rich kid's fingers that were fiddling with the abacus stopped and moved to Jin Weiwei's charming little face. He said in a calm and tranquil manner, "Don't worry, I have my own plans."