Chapter 285: A Black Ferrari Under the Streetlamp

Ba'er tried to explain, turning her head and glancing haphazardly out the other window. "I was bored, so I came up to see how the decorations were coming along.""Fang Da Ma said you were waiting for m...The night market on Temple Street, with shops and eateries brightly lit, boasts numerous vintage-style signs overhead. This area is a hub for street food stalls, each with a local chef manning a large wok, sizzling seafood.

The streets are bustling even in the cold winter, with neon lights illuminating the lively scene. The crowd surges forward, and the aroma of sizzling food fills the air.

Jo Bao'er looked around with curiosity.

Probably because she was strikingly beautiful and her outfit tonight was a little strange, every diner at the stalls would cast her many curious glances as she walked by.

"Hey, pretty girl, are you interested in trying this charcoal-grilled clay pot rice You won't regret it after one bite." A restaurant owner suddenly smiled and shouted at her.

Qiao Bao'er stopped her steps and turned to look.

She saw that the middle-aged, big-bellied boss had a kind smile. Although she didn't know what he was saying, it was said that fat bosses generally cook delicious food.

So, nodded.

The tables and chairs of the street food stalls are all open-air on the street. Compared to the refined and restrained atmosphere of a star-rated hotel, this place feels more relaxed and comfortable.

The place was packed, doing a roaring trade. People were eating and drinking beer, everyone seemed very relaxed. At one table, a group of men were laughing hysterically as they ate some stir-fried dishes.

Jo Bao'er stared at them for a while, until they turned to look at her, then she felt uncomfortable and immediately turned away awkwardly.

"Haven't you ever patronized a hawker stall before"

The owner of the restaurant came over with a menu.

"Our food, cutlery, and stools are all clean and up to standard. But if you want it to be like a five-star hotel, that's impossible. But hey, life is short! Enjoy your meal and don't worry too much about bacteria haha."

Jo Baoer blushed slightly and felt a little embarrassed upon hearing his words.

She doesn't speak Cantonese, she can't understand the deeper stuff, but she could guess the first sentence. He asked her if she had ever been to a hawker stall before.

Actually, she had frequented street food stalls before. Back then, she had just left the Qiao family and although life was tough, the new environment felt incredibly novel to her.

I was staring at those men because I suddenly thought that Junzhi Mu and his companions definitely wouldn't eat in public like this. He rarely even smiles.

"How old are you, pretty girl"

The restaurant owner's voice interrupted her thoughts. Qiao Baier's eyes widened slightly, she was a little nervous and embarrassed. Now she really didn't know what he was saying.

The boss, who was already quite used to dealing with eccentric clients, smiled kindly and pointed at the suit jacket she was wearing. “Are you here with your boyfriend” Then she made a gesture with two fingers. "Two"

Qiao Baoer subconsciously lowered her head and glanced at the men's suit jacket she was wearing. It was snatched from Lu Qinnan just now.

"I have another friend who will be here in a moment."

Jo Bao'er was speaking Mandarin. The owner of the food stall was a very cheerful and humorous person. At first, he was worried that she would speak English because, as an older man, he really couldn't learn it. Temple Street is Hong Kong's most famous night market, so there are often foreigners or overseas Chinese who come here.

The restaurant owner immediately wanted to show off his Mandarin skills.

He patted his chest and smiled sheepishly, saying, "It's no big deal, lots of friends have this kind of issue."

It's always amusing to hear Hong Kong people speak Mandarin. Qiao Bao'er couldn't help but chuckle, and the restaurant owner, embarrassed by this, summoned an aunt to clear a table for her.

Jo Baoer gratefully took the menu. She could recognize the words and quickly chose a few dishes and a signature charcoal-fired clay pot rice, honestly sitting there waiting to eat.

Next week is Christmas, and with the December night wind blowing in, the crowds are lively. But she still feels a chill, pulling her neck closer. Ever since last time, she hasn't been feeling well at all.

"Where did Lu Qin Nan run off to"

The wind blew her hair, causing her to complain softly. She tightened the suit jacket she had on and turned her head to look left.

She frowned, unsure if it was her imagination, but she felt a burning gaze on her from somewhere. She stared intently for a while, but she couldn't see Lu Qinian anywhere.

In that direction, there wasn't much foot traffic. Under the street lamp, only a black Ferrari was parked.g hidden in the dessert."A diamond ring hidden in dessertJunzhi Mu looked at her, serious. "…It's easy to swallow a diamond ring in dessert.""In a while, I'll go to the jewelry store and have Kevin re...