Chapter 102

  The middle-aged man standing on the opposite side of the road, wearing a black suit and carrying a briefcase, looks like he's also part of the working crowd judging from his attire. But I wonder if someone with such a heavy beard and rough features can put up with it too.

  Xiao Su listened to me, her face a blank, and when her eyes followed mine, she saw the middle-aged man who was picking his nose with his hand. She immediately stumbled and fell onto my body.

  "How...how is this possible."

  She was probably scared by that middle-aged man, leaning on me and trembling: "How could it be this person, Tang Renjie? I just saw him standing on the opposite side of the road smiling at us."

  Xiao Su still didn't give up, walking forward on tiptoes and continuing to gaze longingly at the other side of the highway.

  I laughed and said, "Laugh? Tang Renjie's icy face can still laugh? It's simply unimaginable. Xiao Su, you must be seeing things. Someone like Tang Renjie, first, he absolutely won't smile; second, he has a deep-seated obsessive-compulsive disorder, definitely wouldn't wear a black suit and run to the other side of the road to suck up dust."

  Based on my observations of Tang Renjie over the past few days, I absolutely wouldn't believe what Xiao Su is saying right now.

  "Xia Qinghe, I didn't deceive you, I really saw him, he was right across from us and smiling at us!"

  "You don't believe me," Xiao Su said in annoyance.

  "Alright, alright, don't be angry."

  Seeing her furious and red-faced, I smiled and comforted her.

  "Who made you not believe what I said?"

  As she spoke, she pulled my hand and ran towards the highway ahead, running for a few minutes before heading up onto an overpass.

  I panted and pulled her back, asking: "You wouldn't really want to go find him, would you?"

  "Yes, I said I saw him, but you didn't believe me. I'm doing this to prove to you that I wasn't lying."

  "No way, I don't believe you. What's the point of believing or not believing? You didn't have to go to such great lengths just to make me believe you, chasing him for several streets."

  I rubbed my belly, I haven't eaten anything from morning till now, it's already past twelve and almost thirteen o'clock, if I continue to starve like this, I'm afraid my stomach problem will relapse.

  I looked at her with a pitiful expression and said, "Xiao Su, are you hungry? I'm starving! We're almost going to collapse from hunger. Why don't we go into the store and eat something first, and then go find him together?"

  She pouted, gazing reluctantly at the sky bridge, then turned back to me with a troubled expression. Finally, as if making some sort of decision, she nodded and said: "Alright, let's go eat something first. We've been out for so long, it seems like we haven't eaten anything yet."

  "That's right."

  I'm really afraid she'll suddenly want to climb the sky bridge to chase after Donnie Yen again, and I followed her in agreement.

  The two of them turned around and walked down from the overpass, then started walking back, casually entering a restaurant.

  The one who opened the door and greeted the guests was a middle-aged woman, looking around 35 years old, with a slightly plump figure, wearing an ordinary black skirt, speaking with a Sichuan accent that sounded somewhat familiar.

  "What would you two like to eat?"

  As we walked into the store, the owner followed closely behind us.

  Xiao Su plopped herself down, and I sat down beside her.

  "Qinghe, look at this table, it's so dirty! There seem to be ants crawling on the surface."

  Xiao Su suddenly stood up and let out a sharp cry.

  It seems she is used to entering high-end places usually, and suddenly coming to this kind of small store makes her a bit hard to adapt.

  Seeing the boss's wife suddenly pull a long face, I felt a bit awkward on my face, and secretly used my elbow to nudge Xiao Su's arm. After a while, she looked at me with an inexplicable expression, "Xia Qinghe, you have to eat quickly, or Tang Renjie won't be able to find you."

  I nodded and thought to myself, it's better if we can't find him. Even if we really found him, what could we do? Are we going to take the initiative to rush up and greet him?

  It doesn't matter to me to just say hello, I'm afraid that Tang Renjie thinks it's a big deal, if I walk over with a enthusiastic face and wave my hand to greet him, saying: "Tang Renjie, what a coincidence! I didn't expect this road to be so big, we can actually meet."

  I'm afraid he would just say, "Hand it over."

  If it's really those three words again, then Heaven, just let us miss him.

  Since there were only two people eating, I blocked Xiao Su's eight dishes and one soup, and simply ordered a few of Sichuan's most famous Sichuan dishes.

  "It's spicy, it's spicy."

  Xiao Su hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls before she started shouting loudly that it was too spicy.

  "Xia Qinghe, what did you invite me to eat? The dishes are not enough for me to order more, and you even deliberately ordered these few spicy dishes that can kill people. Are you taking revenge on me? Do you want Xiao Su to never dare to ask you to take me out to dinner again?"

  A piece of fish was put into my mouth, with a mix of sour and sweet flavors, and a hint of numbness. I savored the food, and replied innocently: "No way, I specially picked out several Sichuan dishes with the most unique flavor for you to eat, but you're yelling here, not knowing how to enjoy yourself."

  "Sichuan cuisine?"

  She huffily picked up a cup of water from the table and gulped it down, then slammed the cup onto the table with an angry face. "I knew you weren't being sincere! This restaurant may be small, but we don't just serve Sichuan dishes, we also have Hunan and Hubei cuisine. You should order some Cantonese dishes for me to try too! Why did you order a super spicy Sichuan dish? How could I possibly handle it?"

  I smiled and replied, "It's nothing, just a bit spicy. The flavor is actually very good. If you really can't take it, there's a way to fix it. Pour half a cup of water into this glass, and when you're eating the dish, put the food in the water for a few seconds, the spiciness will be gone."

  "This isn't even spicy anymore, this doesn't have any flavor at all. Do you think I'm an idiot? Spending money to come in and eat boiled vegetables."

  She wiped the sweat from her forehead with one hand, and all her elegant demeanor was thrown out the window. She picked up a chili pepper with her chopsticks and sent it into her mouth, eating while panting heavily. A wave of spicy flavor wafted over to me as she laughed and said, "That's what you get when you eat Sichuan cuisine! If you rinse off the spiciness with water, then it's not even worth calling it Sichuan food!"

  Usually, she looks fine, but once she eats Sichuan cuisine, her true nature is revealed. Normally, she appears elegant and refined, a well-behaved girl, but after eating chili peppers, the words that come out of her mouth are all tomboyish. I think food really does have an impact on one's personality.