A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Lance and his men wanted to enter the restaurant in front of them, but the way was blocked by

Bryson's men.

Lance looked up and saw Bryson sitting in a private box by the window on the second floor.

After careful consideration, Lance realized that even if he went to the second floor, he couldn't sit

beside Audrey. Lance walked towards the opposite restaurant with an evil smile. He asked for the box

which was opposite Audrey's. Audrey, Bryson, and Kylee were having lunch together.

After Lance sat down, he opened the window and greeted Bryson and Audrey.

"Hello, Miss Jade. What a coincidence, we meet again!"

In the opposite box, Audrey was drinking water. Hearing Lance's devilish voice, she spat out the water

in surprise.

Because of the narrow street of the holiday village and the two restaurants had extended a little out of

the second floor to have more space, the boxes on the second floor of them were extremely close.

Audrey looked at the box opposite in disbelief. She saw Lance looking this way and waving his hand at

her.

Seeing that, Audrey curled her lips with astonishment and displeasure.

Bryson looked annoyed.

"Let's eat in another restaurant!" Bryson suggested.

Audrey glanced at the tired Kylee sitting beside her.

"No need. He's a lunatic. Even if we change to another place, he'll follow anyway. We'd better just stay

here."

"Are you sure?" Bryson frowned.

"I'm sure" Audrey nodded, "And we are not in the same restaurant. There's a street between us. Out of

sight, out of mind."

Then a waiter walked in and served the dishes they ordered.

In the opposite box, a waiter walked in as well.

"Sir, would you like to order now?"

Lance excitedly nodded, "Yes, I want the same dishes as the opposite table."

The waiter was a little confused. She asked Lance uncertainly, "Sir, they have three people, so ordered

ten dishes. Are you sure you want that much?"

Lance scolded impatiently, "Cut the crap! Just offer what I ordered. Are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

The waiter hurriedly lowered her head and apologized, "Sorry, sir. Please don't be angry. I don't mean

that."

"Then just offer me the same dish as the opposite table, and it should taste better than theirs."

The waiter was very confident about that, "Sir, I'm sure that we have what they have and ours are

better than theirs. You have my promise!"

The waiter quickly wrote down all the dishes on the other side.

Seeing that, the waiter on the other side went downstairs. She went out and shouted at the restaurant

opposite her, "You really talk big! Do you know what nonsense you just said? Don't you have self-

knowledge? How dare you compare your cheap cookshop with our century-old brand? Come off it!"

On the other side, the waiter came out and stood at the door.

"We are cheap cookshop? I am wondering who had stolen the recipe from us. It is your original? You

are a century-old brand? Bullshit!"

Because the two restaurants were door-to-door and their cuisines were similar, there would inevitably

be competition and arguing. They had squabbles every day. No one from the other shops came out to

watch. They were already commonplace.

Since it was in rush hour for lunch, the waiters just quarreled for a second and hurriedly went about

their affairs.

Every soon, Lance's dishes were all served.

Whatever Audrey ate, he followed and ate with relish.

Lance ate as he said, "The tofu is so white and tender. How delicious! The fish tastes just right. But

Miss Jade, be careful of fish bones..."

Audrey ignored.

Audrey finally could not bear it. She stood up and closed the window and curtains to isolate Lance's

watch and voice.

It was quiet outside. Audrey was relieved.

Audrey smiled and looked at Bryson and Kylee, "Alright, we can eat quietly now."

The window and curtains were closed.

Seeing that, Lance fell silent.

...

While Bryson and Lance were eating, their men waited in turns to have lunch.

It was in the rush hour of lunch, so the two sides waited in both of the restaurants.

It was Raye's turn. He led several men and walked in. When he moved the chair, he touched the

other's elbow accidentally. Water spilled out of the cup onto that person.

Raye didn't pay any attention to the person but sat down directly.

The person was none other than Bryson's man, Tyson.

Tyson had a bad temper. Since he was spilled with water and received no apology, he angrily placed

the teacup on the table and turned around to reprimand the person behind him.

Raye's face was in his sight. Tyson rolled up his sleeves and scolded mockingly.

"I'm wondering who the bastard is! It's you? It all makes sense now."

Raye stood up immediately.

"Who the fuck are you saying?"

Tyson chortled and looked at Raye, "Who else can I say? You son of bitch! Alright, I will forgive you if

you admit you are a fucking moron."

"What? Well, let me show you who the boss is! Come on, you motherfuckers!"

Hearing that, the two groups of people started to fight.

Soon, more people of the two groups came and participated in the melee.

Hearing that his men were fighting with Bryson's, Lance hurried up to the opposite restaurant.

"How dare you! I promise none of you can leave here safe and sound!" Just then, Lance saw Audrey

go downstairs. He immediately slapped Raye on the head and said, "I said stop! No more fight, OK?"

Raye was speechless.