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With no other choice, and to avoid ending up in the hospital like the others, Scarface reluctantly grabbed a bowl of dumplings next to him and began to eat them in large bites, while shouting to the other hoodlum, “What are you dazing off for? Eat up!”

Between the two of them, they almost vomited after force-feeding themselves eight bowls each of the sixteen bowls of dumplings.

Under Ye Xiong’s murderous gaze, they somehow managed to finish the sixteen bowls of dumplings and then ran off as fast as they could. No sooner had they stepped out the door than they vomited, continuing to vomit as they ran until they were out of sight.

The people around were stunned, staring at Ye Xiong with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

These people were all secretly guessing about Ye Xiong’s identity, wondering who could possibly make someone as vicious as Scarface so scared.

“Here is your Guilin rice noodles,” the plain-looking beauty said as she brought over a bowl with a stern face.

“Beauty, I just saved you. Can’t you show me a little gratitude, if not offer your hand in marriage, at least a smile or a thank you?” Ye Xiong said, feeling disconcerted.

Slap!

The beauty slammed the bowl onto the table and said coldly, “You’re no good either.”

“A dog biting Luu Dongbin, unaware of the good heart.” Ye Xiong was speechless.

“Stop pretending. Your act is outdated, just with a little added self-infliction,” the beauty swept a look of contempt across Ye Xiong. “I come across tens of guys like you every day if not at least eight. If you’re hoping to seduce me, I’d advise you to drop that thought.”

What did she mean by that? Did she think Scarface and the hoodlum were hired by him to put on a show to pick her up?

“Miss, although you are beautiful, this is a bit too presumptuous of you!” Ye Xiong was somewhat at a loss for words.

“Xiao Qiao, do you lack manners?”

Hearing her talk to Ye Xiong like that, the woman next to her couldn’t help but intervene with a scold and came up to Ye Xiong with a smile, “Sir, thank you so much for helping my daughter with her trouble. I am extremely grateful.”

“It was the least I could do.” Ye Xiong’s gaze fell on Xiao Qiao as he smiled, “So your name is Xiao Qiao. Not a great name—you should be called Xiao Man, for ‘savage’.”

“Mom, don’t fall for his trick. This guy is clearly no good,” Xiao Qiao snorted.

The plain beauty Xiao Qiao obviously categorized him as the same type of person as Scarface.

“Xiao Qiao, go wash the dishes,” the woman said angrily.

Xiao Qiao glared fiercely at Ye Xiong before she went into the kitchen to wash dishes.

By now, there weren’t many customers left, so Xiao Qiao’s mom simply sat down across Ye Xiong and asked with a twinkle in her eyes, “What should I call this brother here?”

“Just call me Ah Xiong,” Ye Xiong said while eating his noodles.

“Tell me truthfully, are you not trying to hit on my daughter?” Xiao Qiao’s mom suddenly asked.

Spurt!

Ye Xiong sprayed out a mouthful of rice noodles, almost hitting her face.

“What did you just say?” Ye Xiong wondered if he had heard wrong.

“Don’t play coy. Don’t think I don’t understand what you’re up to. You hired those two guys just so you could play hero and impress my daughter,” Xiao Qiao’s mom continued.

What a strange mother-daughter pair!

Xiao Qiao called him a show-off trying to pick her up, and he was already speechless. But now her mom thought the same.

Xiao Qiao’s mom seemed convinced, and Ye Xiong couldn’t argue. He felt like she was a bit too excited about the situation.

“Xiao Xiongxiong…”

“Call me Ye Xiong.”

“Ye Xiong, I’m asking you, do you like my daughter Xiao Qiao?”

“So what if I like her, so what if I don’t?” Ye Xiong shifted his chair, moving away from this emotionally agitated woman.

“If you like her, I’ll help you play matchmaker!”

Xiao Qiao’s Mom glanced at the kitchen, saw her daughter hadn’t come out, leaned in close, and whispered, “I’m telling you, my daughter is the beauty of Jiangnan University. The boys chasing after her line up from the school gate to the dormitory. If I like someone for her, you better make your move fast.”

“Why would you help me?” Ye Xiong took a few more steps back.

She really has a bit of a Grey Wolf vibe to her.

“The moment this old lady laid eyes on you, I knew you were no ordinary guy. Handsome and distinguished, definitely from a good family background.” Xiao Qiao’s Mom flattered generously before saying, “Do you want my daughter’s phone number?”

“Yes.” Ye Xiong nodded instinctively.

Xiao Qiao’s Mom made a gesture of rubbing money between her thumb and forefinger and said, “One hundred bucks for a phone number.”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Go ahead!”

“Is Xiao Qiao your biological daughter?”

“Tsk, of course she’s my own flesh and blood.” Xiao Qiao’s Mom stood up, impatiently saying, “Take it or leave it.”

Ye Xiong pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, placed it on the table, and Xiao Qiao’s Mom snatched up the money like a starving wolf pouncing on food, making sure to glance at the kitchen before slipping the bill into her clothes and handing Ye Xiong a piece of paper.

“Good luck.” Xiao Qiao got up and ran into the kitchen.

Clutching the piece of paper in his hand, Ye Xiong couldn’t help but laugh and cry.

Why is today filled with such oddballs, damn it, a hundred bucks for a phone number, she sure knows how to make a deal!

Tucking the piece of paper into his clothes, Ye Xiong continued eating his rice noodles.

“Next, we’ll broadcast a piece of midday news. Last night, in the early hours, local police cracked a major child trafficking ring, killing twenty-three-year-old criminals and rescuing thirty-three missing children… This is the largest child trafficking ring ever busted in the city’s history, and Luo Weiwei, the leader of the city’s criminal investigation team, played a significant role in solving the case…”

Ye Xiong continued eating his noodles while watching the news, giving a few extra glances at Luo Weiwei in her official attire on the screen.

Didn’t expect Sister Daxiong to be so photogenic.

Just then, his phone rang; it was Luo Weiwei’s number calling.

“Congratulations, congratulations, you’re famous now,” Ye Xiong said with a laugh.

“Where are you?” Luo Weiwei asked.

“Eating.”

“Location.”

Ye Xiong had just given his location when Luo Weiwei, within moments, pulled up to the snack bar on a police motorcycle.

“Are you flying that motorcycle like an airplane?” Ye Xiong checked the time; it wasn’t even five minutes.

“Boss, give me a bowl of Guilin rice noodles.”

Luo Weiwei shouted inside before explaining, “I was just patrolling nearby. Oh right, here’s your stuff back.”

She placed Ye Xiong’s wallet and phone on the table.

Ye Xiong pocketed his phone and wallet, smiling at Luo Weiwei as he said, “You’re in such a hurry to see me, could it be you’ve already made up your mind, whether to go to 7 Days Inn or Home Inn?”

“Pfft, you’re always thinking crooked thoughts,” Luo Weiwei gave him a glare. “I just wanted to check if you were hurt.”

“How can you tell if I’m injured with my clothes on? Why don’t we go to 7 Days or Home Inn, and I can strip down for you to check?” Ye Xiong said with a chuckle.

“Shameless, is this all you aspire to in life?” Luo Weiwei said angrily.