Revenge of the Wife

Chapter 263

Huang De Han followed the man and sat down at the table.

The man poured a glass of wine for Huang De Han and said, "Once you drink this glass of wine, we'll be on the same side. Here, let me make the first toast."

After speaking, the man raised his head and drank the wine in his glass.

Huang De Han didn't drink. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

The man put down his glass and noticed that Huang De Han wasn't drinking, nor was he upset about it.

Quietly, he watched Huang De Han eat.

Huang De Han ate quickly, devouring his food.

In no time, he finished all three dishes on the table.

The man beckoned the waiter over.

The waiter was shocked to see Huang De Han sitting on the table and was about to ask him to leave when the man stopped him and said, "He's my friend. I invited him to join me for a meal."

Seeing Huang De Han's dirty face and hands, the waiter looked disgusted and said to the man, "I understand that you mean well, but aren't you afraid he might have a contagious disease? You're sharing a table with him."

The man narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, with a hint of warning in his voice, and said coldly, "It's not your business to worry about me."

The waiter was startled and quickly closed his mouth, knowing his place.

"Get me braised fish, fried spare ribs, stir-fried beef, vinegar-glazed shredded potatoes, and Three Delicacies," the man said slowly.

The waiter noted down the order and hurried away.

The man's gaze was intimidating, as if he could devour someone.

It was then that Huang De Han picked up the glass of wine from the table and drank it in one gulp.

No hesitation, no messing around. Clean and swift.

The man looked at Huang De Han with admiration. He could tell that Huang De Han was one of his kind.

"How should I address you?" Huang De Han put down his glass and asked.

"People on the streets call me Brother Bing. You can call me Brother Bing too," the man said casually.

"Then you can call me Ah Hui," Huang De Han said.

A smile curved at the corner of Brother Bing's lips. He knew Ah Hui wasn't Huang De Han's real name, but he didn't care whether Huang De Han called himself Ah Cat or Ah Dog. What mattered to him was that Huang De Han could do things for him.

"What do you want me to do?" Huang De Han asked straightforwardly.

"Don't rush. After we finish eating, I'll take you somewhere," Brother Bing said slowly.

Hearing Brother Bing's words, Huang De Han stopped asking because he knew even if he did, the other person might not tell him.

Besides, if he wanted to hang out with Brother Bing, he shouldn't ask too many questions. In any case, he knew deep down that it wouldn't be something serious.

After they finished their meal, Brother Bing called someone to pick them up.

When the car arrived, Huang De Han got in the car with Brother Bing.

After driving for a while, the driver, Ah Dong, said, "Brother Bing, we're being followed."

Brother Bing narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Shake them off!"

"Alright, hold on tight!"

As soon as the words fell, the car swiftly sped away.

Huang De Han hadn't had time to fasten his seatbelt, and due to the inertia, his body leaned forward, and his head hit the seat heavily.

It made him see stars, and he felt dizzy.

Brother Bing sat in the passenger seat, his brows slightly furrowed. He asked Huang De Han, "Are these people following you?"

Huang De Han found it impossible. Besides the police, who would be tailing him?

If the police had discovered him, why wouldn't they arrest him instead of following him?

"It's impossible!" Huang De Han said with great certainty.

Brother Bing's brows furrowed even tighter. If they weren't tailing Huang De Han, then who could be following him? Could it be that they were being watched by the police?

At the thought, Brother Bing's expression immediately turned grim.