Meeting is fate. Some fate, in the dark, has long been doomed.

"Xiaoya, did you think about what I told you yesterday?" A wealthy middle-aged man with a belly bigger than a pregnant woman looked around like a burglar. He found his freckled face, a lady with a bucket waist was not in the restaurant. Suddenly, he grabbed his elegant hand and stared at the latter with a bad smile on his face.

"Ah?" Suddenly, a salted pig's hand shocked the elegance at work. As soon as his hand trembled, the dish in his hand fell off and fell apart.

"Boss, the plate is broken and the landlady will scold...