"Hey." The girl's whole mood was all about, she was a little self-pitying. To be honest, it was awful today.

"Where are you? What are you doing?" Peng Cheng suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, and suddenly, scaring the girl away from her pretentiousness that she had survived for a night.

She became nervous. The opposite of the phone was as noisy as the vegetable market. The business of Sichuan restaurants had always been very popular. Now it was probably very busy. Beibei could vaguely tell that he should have been crying. Then he became louder and shouted louder, his voice seemed to be stretched out. He shouted vigorously: "Wen Beibei, come here immediately, I'll wait for you."

At this moment, Beibei felt sorry for him.

She never remembered the words of Dongfeng overwhelming Xifeng. She couldn't understand why she tortured such a person who liked her, and then let those men who looked down on her hurt her self-esteem? What are the old man who returned to China and Qin Tian?

Beibei suddenly became very disgusted. She hated them, and even she herself disgusted her, and she was not a fucking fun. So she got off the bus, the bizarre station, like an abstract other world, and there were people moving everywhere. Beibei rushed out of the street, stopped a taxi, and ran to the Sichuan restaurant.

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The night was already thick, and she went to the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant, but she didn't dare to go in. The darkness covered her through the big glass that landed on the ground. She looked inside sneakily, wanting to see where Peng Cheng was standing.

Why are there so many people eating inside? She saw them baring their teeth and laughing very despicable. Someone would walk out of the Sichuan restaurant in groups of three or three. The inside and outside were sharply contrasted, and the people who were eating always claimed to be noble.

The neatly dressed waiters were walking up and down between the two floors like ants, with transparent glass stairs. Most of them were not just walking one staircase, perhaps they were young and very skilled.

Beibei was a little cowardly and had a rare uneasiness. She looked inside for a long time, and the children's faces were extremely clear, but she didn't see him. Peng Cheng had never passed the stairs, so she had to call him.

"Come upstairs, come to the second floor, wait for me on the second floor." His words were unsuccessful. His tongue would pop up with two identical pronunciations in a row due to anger. It was strange pronunciations, and it sounded in between. It must have been so grand.

The girl didn't say a word, she took his anger for granted. She listened without saying a word, which was what she should bear. Then she walked into the Sichuan restaurant as her girlfriend for the first time, which seemed ridiculous.

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She told Miss Yingbin what she wanted. She felt a little embarrassed. She was taken to the box on the second floor by the lady wearing a cheongsam. The girl was still a little uncomfortable. When she walked outside and looked at the shaky stairs, Peng Cheng rushed out of the kitchen, holding a phone with a broken lid in her hand, revealing the battery in the phone and more ferocious iron wires.

"You take her to the private room, and you're waiting for me inside."

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I thought it would take him a long time to come back, but in the big red decoration box, the welcome lady who brought Beibei over asked, "You are his girlfriend! What's wrong with Brother Peng?"

Even she was confused. Beibei smiled and wanted to pretend that everything was fine between them, but it was not easy to be believed. Before she could answer, Peng Cheng lit a fire with his head and butt, and he was digging in.

Miss Yingbin looked at him opposite him and turned around and went out. Peng Cheng threw the door of the private room heavily. With a sound of neutrality, he turned around and looked at Beibei. The girl subconsciously shrank her neck.

He stepped into the girl's eyes, grabbed her arm and stretched it out: "Wen Beibei, have you seen what work I do?"

"Do you know what my family is like? My mother can agree and discuss it and wait for me at home. If I weren't for you, I could do this? Ah?" Peng Cheng's tears were in his eyes. At that moment, Beibei was stunned in front of him. She didn't know what she could do. She wanted to hug him and let him know that although she was not obvious in her heart, she regretted it, but everything was lost.

He seemed to be about to hit someone. He grabbed Beibei's arm, like pulling a French bread stick, lifting higher and higher, so the girl had to tiptoe. She stared at him with her big panic eyes, and his angry face was getting closer and closer, and his arms were hurting, but she didn't avoid it. She didn't think she was qualified to avoid his punishment.

At this time, she believed in Peng Cheng's tears so much. She had always believed in his tears, thinking that although everything seemed ethereal, it was the most real. Suddenly he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the corridor, at the corner of the transparent staircase, a position where the entire staircase could be seen.

"Wen Beibei, you stand here and see what I'm doing."

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The long staircase leads to the two-story hall downstairs. Beibei stands here, as if she was punished by the teacher when she was a child. She was both embarrassed and guilty. She felt that she was so sarcastic. She was not a waiter. The young boys and girls walked past her eyes one by one, mostly smiling politely. After a while, Peng Cheng walked out of the kitchen with a pile of plates that were almost one meter high, and landed on a large tray layer after layer.

This was the first time she saw how the waiters in the hotel were carrying plates. They were always girls holding plates on the table. Beibei rarely saw such a pile of boys dragging plates, like stacking arhats.

Peng Cheng came out swayingly, bowing his body, like a prawn that was only heated evenly. The girl stretched out her hand and walked towards him subconsciously. She looked at the stack of things and felt that Peng Cheng's waist was about to be crushed.

"Stop it, Wen Beibei, don't move." He scolded her and stared at the pile of plates.

He walked to Beibei, and the girl threw her hands away at a loss. She wanted to help him, but she had no idea. Peng Cheng showed his vicious eyes from the side of the plate and glared at her, then took the stack of plates down the stairs.

The things were swaying in his hands, almost as if they were about to fall in love, but he never slowed down. Another young man came over and took half of them, which made Beibei feel better, but they were obviously very anxious and ran away in a flash.

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After running back this time, Peng Cheng went upstairs in three or two steps. He grabbed the girl's wrist and twisted it hard, making her feel as painful as possible. Beibei frowned slightly, and without making a sound, he threw her into the private room, closed the door behind him, and clicked and locked the door.

"What are you doing?" His eyes were very dark and tears really made his eyes more vivid. Beibei stepped back stiffly and hit the table. She couldn't say a word because there was no reason or reason, it was she who betrayed him.

Her silence made Peng Cheng even more angry: "You speak! Why don't you dare to say it? What are you doing?" He yelled loudly, someone pulled the door outside the box, but the person didn't open it. Suddenly, Peng Cheng raised his head, raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve in front of him.

"Do you know why I came here to do this? Because I want to be with you, why I did it for the day upstairs and downstairs..." He suddenly couldn't continue to say it, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't finish a sentence in a regular manner.

"I asked my aunt, I'm so kind to you, why did you go out to look for it? My aunt said, if I have enough money, you can't find it. Beibei, is it because I don't have money for you?" He sat on the chair in great despair, raised his head to look at Beibei's high-ranking appearance, which was what he longed for.

"Why are you so beautiful? Why don't you want me?"

Without saying a word, she had nothing to say and could not argue for herself, even if it was a word. Her tears fell down, and she didn't know why. She couldn't feel it. She reached out to apply tears to Peng Cheng, but he firmly patted her.

"Can anyone treat you better than me?" He finally couldn't say anything, and supported his head with his hands, trembling uncontrollably.

As if he was about to block the eye-catching warrior, Beibei rushed over, knelt on the ground, hugged him tightly, and he finally stopped throwing her away.

"Wife, don't look for me. I'll let you spend money if I rob me." He hugged the girl he longed for tightly, and the two of them trembled silently together. He cried his helplessness, and she cried her heartache.
Chapter completed!