Sweetheart was shaking her head in the car and listening to the song. Suddenly, she sat upright. Situ Qinglang next to her looked at her and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"I just saw a golden Rolls-Royce!" Sweetheart opened her eyes wide, "Why do I think... it looks like that car?"

"Yuchi Rong?" Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes and looked into the rearview mirror.

There are not many people driving a golden Rolls-Royce, and even fewer people can recognize Sweetheart at a glance.

If there is any intersection between Yuchi Rong and Beiting City, it can only be because of Sweetheart. Sweetheart is so alert in his heart - could it be that he came to rob him back again, right?!

The afterimage of Rolls-Royce disappeared at the end of the road. Yuchi Rong was wearing a sapphire blue suit with a tailored combination, holding the steering wheel in one hand and turning it out to navigation with the other. Soon, the car stopped on the first floor of the InterContinental Hotel in Beiting City.

The doorman bowed and politely stepped forward to take the car keys and parked. Yuchi Rong stood outside the door and made a call. After receiving a positive answer, he walked in towards the InterContinental Hotel.

He took the elevator to the third floor and saw the person he wanted to meet on this trip at the dining table in the scenic area.

Meng Feng looked at the watch, his smile was evil and a little slutty. He snapped his fingers and signaled Yuchi Rong to be here. Then he said something in his words: "You Hong Kong people are really punctual. If you jump a step forward on the second hand of my watch, I will be ready to leave."

"I am praised by the colonel and correct two points: 1. I have always saved the time I met both sides, and said that the number of o'clock is about what time, not a second earlier or not later; 2. I am not from Hong Kong, at most half of it." Yuchi Rong sat down and answered lightly.

"Oh——" Meng Feng's voice turned and turned. He played with the high-legged crystal cup in his hand and shook the liquid inside, saying, "I've seen it for a long time, but Lord Yuchi asked me to tell me that you are not a pure-bred Hong Konger."

"That's natural." Yuchi Rong smiled slightly, "After all, there is nothing to show off in noble blood."

The first time the two met, they were tit-for-tat. There was a sarcastic sense of each other between the lines. Meng Feng tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "Since that's the case - Lord Yuchi, who has noble blood, wants something to eat? I'm afraid there is nothing here that can match your appetite."

"Eat whatever you want, and whether it suits your appetite or not, you must follow the customs." Yuchi Rong called waiter and ordered the most famous steak set here. Meng Feng didn't like using knife and fork, so he ordered five-minute cooked pork chops and seafood cheese pasta. He asked the waiter a bite and asked the waiter for a pair of chopsticks and ate the meat in big mouthfuls, regardless of the image.

"It seems that you should have a lot of hard work to do the task." Yuchi Rong was elegant like a cat, and his dining etiquette was strictly followed by the aristocratic standards, and his tone was quite sarcastic. "Maybe I often can't eat, otherwise I wouldn't be as hungry as I am now."

"Lord Yuchi has been in Hong Kong for too long. Don't be embarrassed if he doesn't learn his mother tongue well. Hungry food means eating something that shouldn't be eaten. I just disdain to eat like you and wipe my mouth. My mother-in-law and mother are not even as good as girls."

When Yuchi Rong heard Meng Feng's complaints, he laughed instead of anger. He always likes people with personality, but Meng Feng is a straight person, which is very in line with his appetite.

"I heard that you have a same-sex lover." He asked instead.
Chapter completed!