At this moment, Ke Yan and Luo Rongrong glanced at each other and naturally noticed Chen Fei next to Zuo Xuan.

Suddenly, Ke Yan's face turned cold. Luo Rongrong also had a calm face and said to Zuo Xuan, "Xuanxuan, why are you still mingling with him?"

When Zuo Xuan heard this, she frowned and said, "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

Luo Rongrong said: "Xuanxuan, I know you are still angry about the hotel, but we are classmates after all. Would you rather believe in an outsider than trust us?"

On the side, Ke Yan also spoke out: "Zuo Xuan, I have heard news recently. The Manson family has been destroyed. This Mr. Chen has no Manson family as a backer, so why can you show off your power here?"

"Xuanxuan, leave him quickly. Otherwise, after Tomi and the others come here, you will regret it." Luo Rongrong persuaded.

Ke Yan and Luo Rongrong had last seen Zuo Xuan at the charity party, and they no longer contacted each other. Moreover, as they were unable to get to know a rich boy like Hasen, so they naturally had no idea what happened to the big family.

Therefore, in their impression, Chen Fei is still a boy who is supported by the Manson family. Moreover, he offended the Hoyt family and the Hubbard family. Such a person is undoubtedly a mortal.

However, this kind of words seemed a bit ridiculous to Zuo Xuan, who accompanied Chen Fei all the way and learned about everything.

She shook her head and said, "It must be me who regrets it. Moreover, when she was in the Starlight Hotel, it was Brother Chen who stood up for us, but you two betrayed Brother Chen and instead mingled with Na Tomi. You haven't apologized to Brother Chen for this matter."

When they mentioned this, the two couldn't help but look dark, and their expressions were a little bad.

Luo Rongrong snorted coldly and changed the topic, "Why do you have to mention the past? Besides, our choice seems to be right now."

Ke Yan sneered, looked at Chen Fei with a sarcastic tone, and said, "This restaurant is not something that ordinary people can afford. Without the Manson family, do you still come to such a restaurant, and you will be fat?"

"Haha, I'll be thrown out by someone at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Zuo Xuan wanted to say something, but at this time, the hotel service staff came over and greeted respectfully: "Sir, the private room is ready, please go upstairs and take a seat."

"Yeah!" Chen Fei nodded and responded.

Then, he glanced at Ke Yan and Luo Rongrong and said to Zuo Xuan: "Summer insects cannot talk to Bing, there is no need to get involved with them, just a waste of time."

"I understand, Brother Chen!" Zuo Xuan nodded.

"Go upstairs!" Chen Fei said, then took Lin Qiuhan's hand beside him, and the three of them went upstairs together.

Such a situation made Ke Yan and Luo Rongrong look surprised.

First of all, they were surprised by Lin Qiuhan's eyebrows. They didn't expect that they would not see each other for a few days, except for Zuo Xuan who had been following him. There was another beautiful and charming woman next to Chen Fei.

Even Ke Yan's eyes were straightened for a moment and he couldn't move his gaze at all. He knew that Luo Rongrong looked at Ke Yan several times, and then he came to his senses.

Another reason for surprise was that the two knew very well how difficult it was to eat in the private room on the second floor of this restaurant. It was not only a matter of money, but also a matter of status.

Many big businessmen, big stars, and big directors have come here for dinner and have their own seats. Therefore, most wealthy people, even if they are rich, may not be qualified to enter the private room.

Now, Chen Fei and the others have settled in the private room, which naturally surprised the two of them.

"That kid must have relied on the relationship between the Manson family!" Ke Yan gritted his teeth and said.

Luo Rongrong looked at the backs of the people who went upstairs with jealous expressions.

Such a thing happened, making Ke Yan and Luo Rongrong’s rice tasteless. Luo Rongrong, who was originally taking photos and posting to her Moments, was also a little intrigued at this moment.

At this moment, in the private room upstairs, Chen Fei and the other two left behind their affairs, ordered some Chinese-style dishes, and started chatting while eating.

Half of the food, the three of them were having fun and it was very lively.

But at this moment, a sudden knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"Enter—" Chen Fei frowned and spoke.

But when he was halfway through his words, the door of the private room was pushed open with a bang, and then several tall foreigners walked in swaggeringly.

Such a situation immediately made Chen Fei and the others frown.

Chen Fei put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up, looked at the four or five middle-aged Western men and women opposite him, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"

Walking in the front was a middle-aged man with braids and sunglasses.

When he saw Chen Fei and the other two, he spoke in an unhappy and orderly tone and said, "Who asked you to come out here!"

Chen Fei and the other three could understand English, but their expressions immediately became dark when they heard this.

"This is our private room. If you want to go out, it's also yours to go out!" Chen Fei sternly retorted in English.

The man with braids took off his sunglasses and frowned.

On the side, a middle-aged man in a work uniform hurriedly came over, squeezed out a smile, came to Chen Fei, and whispered: "Sir, I am the manager of the restaurant. I am really embarrassed. This is director of St. Tos. This private room is the private room he often uses for dinner. So, I hope you can give the private room to Mr. St. Tos."

Seeing Chen Fei's expression unhappy, the manager quickly added: "Of course, we have prepared another private room for you sir."

"I don't care what director he is, nor do I care whether this private room is often visited. Now, I am a guest, and I pay to come here for dinner. I have no reason to give him the seat." Chen Fei spoke in a serious voice with a serious face.

The manager hurriedly said, "Sir, this incident was our mistake. I'm really sorry, we can get free of orders for your meal this time."

"I'm not short of money." Chen Fei refused coldly.

The manager immediately looked puzzled and said in a pleading tone, "Sir, Mr. St. Toss is a famous Hollywood director. If things get big, it may not be very good."

"He is a famous director, so what?" Chen Fei did not give in. "This private room belongs to us, so we can't give it up."

"Sir, I-" the manager wanted to persuade him.
Chapter completed!