The waiter looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, vaguely feeling that something was wrong with the situation. Why do these people feel that they know each other?

The little boy following Mu Fan waved his fists, looked at Mu Fan with a thrill of spirit, nodded in agreement, and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, that's it. Brother Mu Fan is the most powerful! Hum!" It was obviously a fan of Mu Fan. In his mind, Mu Fan is the most powerful young generation in their Mu family. It seems that there is nothing in this world that he can't do. Similarly, Mu Fan will never make mistakes. He can always be strict with himself, put the family and put the responsibility first.

At least, this is where Mu Fan makes everyone in the Mu family proud of this, and the family honor and disgrace are on his shoulders.

But the little boy felt that his brother Mu Fan was a bit pitiful, he would never make mistakes, restrain all personal feelings, and only robots could do this. Humans are not machines, so how could it be possible?

Now Mu Fan makes the little boy feel that there is something that he has released that he doesn’t have on weekdays, such as a private relationship.

Mu Fan and Ji Baimo are both agile. Even if they have nothing in their hands, relying on their fists alone is enough, and each fist hurts a lot.

Everyone around the meal came closer, as if they had not seen such a scene. Two handsome men fought in public. Ji Baimo and Mu Fan had more or less colours on their bodies, and they looked much more embarrassed than before. Ji Baimo's head was messy, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his glasses were cracked on his nose. His eyes were cracked. Some blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his lips were red, and he slowly raised. He didn't look embarrassed, but was extremely noble.

Mu Fan was not so good either. In the center of his fist was a cut by Ji Bai's sunglasses. Now it was bright red. His cheek on his left was actually hit by Ji Baimo's punch. His mouth was full of blood. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

There was almost no match between the two, and no one could do anything to each other. Ji Baimo, who seemed extremely weak on weekdays, was not inferior to Mu Fan.

"I said, you can't take her away." Ji Baimo cleaned up his messy collar. During the fight with Mu Fan, Ji Baimo always paid attention to the direction where Yan Bai was. Yan Bai had been sitting obediently, but later she was extremely sleepy. She curled up into a small ball, fell asleep on the tatami, and was covered in his coat.

Ji Baimo's eyes almost never left Yan Bai for a long time. When he turned back to look at Yan Bai's location, Yan Bai, who should have been sleeping obediently on the ground, disappeared, and only his coat was left on the ground.

Mu Fan obviously also saw this scene. He quickly walked to his little cousin because his little arms and legs were sitting at the door of the room. If there was any movement in the room, it would usually be noticed.

"Where is the person?" Mu Fan's voice was a little quick.

"That sister is here..." The little boy turned around and originally wanted to say that Yan Bai was lying asleep here, but when he turned around, he saw only Ji Baimo's black tweed coat and Yan Bai's ears falling into the room.

The person disappeared, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Baimo's eyes were so long and strange.
Chapter completed!