Looking Back Every Few Steps. It was not until several minutes later that
the two black-clad bodyguards, who had been standing guard outside the private restaurant smoking, finally noticed something was wrong inside.
Their expressions changed drastically as they forcibly shoved through the crowded diners.
In a flurry of panic, they forcibly hauled Bai Ye, who was still writhing wildly, out of the restaurant.
Only then did this absurd and bizarre farce finally come to an end.
Watching Bai Ye's pathetic figure being dragged away, the surrounding onlookers put away their phones, all wearing disappointed expressions as though they had not had their fill.
"Damn... those two bodyguards really showed up at just the right time!"
"Exactly! If they'd come a little later, I could've finished recording a full two-and-a-half-minute explosive clip! What a shame..."
After Bai Ye was dragged away, Jiang Che also withdrew his gaze.
He picked up the serving chopsticks before him and casually placed several pieces of tender, braised beef brisket onto Lin Youchu's plate.
"You're too skinny. You need to eat more meat and nourish yourself properly."
"You're still growing. Your meals have to be nutritionally balanced."
As he spoke, Jiang Che's gaze seemingly casually swept over Lin Youchu's modest B-cup chest.
Although it was far better than Liu Mengxi's utterly flat runway, it could only be considered a pair of perky little hills just beginning to take shape, buds yet to bloom...
Still, Jiang Che felt no disdain toward such things.
As a villain who had sampled countless women, what kind of voluptuous, top-tier seductress had he not personally measured?
Big had its profound depths; small had its own delights.
After eating Big Meat Buns for so long, occasionally savoring delicate little steamed buns to cleanse his palate was a different kind of charm.