250 Raids: There's a girl next door

Pei Mochen put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants leisurely, and looked at Zhang Mofei's slender back with pursed lips, and a trace of reluctance gradually appeared in his watery peach eyes.

Will the canary bird that has been in the cage fly back to him after it is released?

But he hopes that his little cute animal can see more of the world and determine what he wants, instead of being encouraged by others to climb those windows more than 200 times.

Pei Mochen looked away, and the two fashionable women looked at him with prey-spotting eyes, their lips curled into a charming arc.

He glanced casually, and walked unhurriedly towards the position next to the glass wall.

His slender white fingers flipped through the menu on the table.

"Handsome guy, alone?" The woman in denim shorts, sexy black suspenders, and a dazzling rose embroidered on her chest walked up to Pei Mochen.

Pei Mo glanced at the woman standing next to his table. The woman looked about 25 years old, or a little older.

He looked away indifferently, and continued to browse the menu.

"Sister treats you to dinner, how about it?" The woman said as she bent down and sat down on the chair next to Pei Mochen.

With one hand on her chin, she looked at Pei Mochen coquettishly and charmingly.

"After dinner, my sister will drive you shopping in a luxury car."

Pei Mo shook his head amusedly in his heart, and his lips casually raised an arc, not big, but it would definitely kill the woman sitting next to him.

The woman looked at Pei Mochen, the surprise in her eyes was undisguised, and she stretched out her hands to hold Pei Mochen's hand.

Behind him, he unexpectedly stretched out a pair of hands and grabbed the woman's hand tightly.

'what----'

The woman screamed in pain, and she was dragged to stand up.

Zhang Mofei let go of the woman's hand, and the corners of her lips slanted, showing a smug taste, mixed with explicit ridicule, "Auntie, not all old cows can eat tender grass."

After finishing speaking, she bent over and sat down next to Pei Mochen in a graceful manner, and smiled coldly at the woman.

"Where did the yellow-haired girl come from, dare to say that I am an old cow?"

"I just told you a very realistic thing, and I didn't say that the old cow is you, Auntie, and you insisted on checking in."

The playful smile on Zhang Mofei's pink face made the woman grit her teeth in hatred.

"You..." The woman was annoyed, she pointed at Zhang Mofei, and didn't say what she wanted to say for a long time.

At this time, the woman who was with her came over. Both of them were dressed in similar clothes, saving fabrics, and the Hermès logo on the woman's handbag was very conspicuous.

Seeing her companion being humiliated by Zhang Mofei, she immediately said to the waiter who happened to pass by, "Call your manager over here."

The two women were probably regular customers of this restaurant. When they heard the woman's order, they immediately nodded, "Miss Wang, I'll call right away."

After a while, the manager of the restaurant rushed over. The man was wearing black-rimmed glasses, a white shirt, and black trousers. When he saw the two women, he nodded and bowed and complimented, "Ms. Chen, the future boss, why don't you say anything when you are here? Slack."

The later woman pointed to Zhang Mofei and told the manager of the restaurant, "Get this stinky girl out."

The restaurant manager heard the words without distinction, and immediately wanted to chase Zhang Mofei and Pei Mochen away.

"I'm sorry, you two, I'd better invite you to eat elsewhere."

Zhang Mofei patted the table heavily with her small hand, and said domineeringly, "Bullshit, I'm going to eat here today."