Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

I came to the second floor of this well-known restaurant called Huanyulou, which is located in the downtown area and ranks first in the capital.

Xing Fan immediately saw Nian Gengyao sitting by the window drinking alone.

Although he had never seen it before, Nian Gengyao was tall and majestic, with a straight back, and the aura exuding from his body was very difficult to provoke. There was no such a number one person in the capital.

Xingfan knew it was him, so he immediately burst into a smile, and walked over with a smile, flattering: "You are the eldest brother Nian Gengyao Nian, right? You have a good-looking talent and a good momentum, and you are the one, hehe, next time Tong Jia Xingfan, Brother Nian, you asked me out, I'm coming right now."

As he spoke, he glanced around, and his smile became more attentive: "The shopkeeper doesn't have eyes, how can he let Brother Nian wait in the lobby? I'll just ask him to find a private room. What can Brother Nian do for us?" Talk slowly in the room, I have always admired Brother Nian, and I have long wanted to make friends with Brother Nian."

Nian Gengyao raised his eyebrows, his sharp face was cold and hard, and he just looked at Xingfan with a flattering smile on his face, and kept talking endlessly.

After Xingfan finished speaking, he just pouted at the opposite side of him: "Sit."

Xingfan was taken aback, and laughed to please him: "Brother Nian, why don't we go to the private room—"

"sit."

A sneer flashed across Nian Gengyao's eyes, this man is really a standard dude. What look? Did he think that if he wanted a private room, he would not come?

Tong Jia's dog thing really has no brains.

Xingfan was taken aback for another moment, feeling inexplicably uneasy in his heart, and faintly felt that he seemed to be wrong, that Brother Nian invited him out for something other than what he thought

"Okay, okay, thank you Brother Nian." Xingfan nodded and sat down.

Nian Gengyao looked him up and down, expressionless, with cold eyes, as if the person sitting opposite him was not a person, but an object.

"Brother Nian," Xing Fan was horrified by his staring eyes, subconsciously licked his lips, and forced a smile: "You are, this is—why are you looking at me like this? Brother Nian, if, if you have Any embarrassing things, just leave it to me, there is nothing in this capital that I, Tong Jia, can't do, haha"

"Heh!" Nian Gengyao sneered and sneered, withdrew his staring and probing eyes, and said disdainfully, "How dare such a waste like you speak so brazenly? It's really eye-opening!"

"What did you say?" Xing Fan's expression changed.

Before he finished speaking, Nian Gengyao picked up the wine glass in front of him and splashed it on his face, Xing Fan exclaimed "Ah!", wiped his face with wine, and became angry from embarrassment: "Nian, you - ah!"

Nian Gengyao kicked over the table, grabbed Xingfan by the collar and brought him over. By the way, he kicked Xingfan's servant who was good at fists and feet down the stairs three times and five times.

Facing Xingfan, he was even more rude, punching and kicking, raining down on Xingfan, beating Xingfan to the point where he was writhing on the ground and screaming.

The diners were already terrified.

The timid ones ran away screaming in panic, while the bold ones also shrank to the side and watched from afar.

The shopkeeper and his fellows got the news and came up in a hurry, wanting to step forward to break up the fight, but how could they dare with this posture?

I can only anxiously shout "Don't hit me! Stop it!", "Say something, don't hit me!", how can it work?