Cui Jincheng is determined to be a good father, but he is too busy, so he still falls on Hua Ling's head after school.
Tomorrow is the weekend, and Cui Jincheng has to work overtime to not come back to have dinner in the evening, so Hua Ling simply takes Cui Yanzhe out to eat hot pot.
"Have you eaten hot pot?" Hua Ling ordered a double pot: "Your grandma was afraid that you would be spiced. She is such a cute baby."
"Who said that?" Cui Yanzhe straightened his chest: "I have eaten it with my classmates, and I love hot pot the most."
"Okay, then remember to eat more later."
A thirteen-year-old boy is just the time to save face and is also gossipy.
"Hey, my dad gave you a gift, you didn't respond?"
Hua Ling laughed: "Your dad often gives me gifts, what's the reaction?"
"Tsk" Cui Yanzhe twitched his lips: "I found that you are sometimes very smart, sometimes quite tiger."
Maybe he didn't notice it himself, and the "tsk" he always talks about recently was learned from Hua Ling.
Hua Ling himself didn't realize it.
She also deliberately teased the child:
"How many meanings? Are you hoping that I will react a little? Or... are you trying to test me?"
Cui Yanzhe: "If you like to react or not, I just asked casually."
Hua Ling said while ordering food:
"I said it to reassure you. I have no intention of your father anymore. If he doesn't dislike me for being old and despicable in the future, just give me some care."
Cui Yanzhe: "..."
For fear that Hua Ling would call her baby again, Cui Yanzhe showed great enthusiasm after the hot pot was served.
And I only ate red soup, so spicy that I often drink water and chopsticks but keep saying:
"It's not very spicy, it tastes good."
Hua Ling asked him for a bottle of soy milk, but she held back her laughter and did not expose him.
"Well, it's not spicy at all, I ordered it slightly spicy. If you don't think it's spicy, we can ask the waiter to add spicy."
Cui Yanzhe: "..."
Are you mistaken, this is slightly spicy?
"My breasts say women should eat less spicy food, which is not good for their health, just slightly spicy."
Hua Ling: "Okay, that's slightly spicy."
Cui Yanzhe obviously rarely eats hot pot, and he puts red oil on his clothes after eating a few chopsticks.
He put down his chopsticks as if he ran away: "I'll go to the bathroom."
After saying that, he ran away.
Hua Ling was afraid that the boy would be so spicy that she called the waiter to change the bottom of the pot into a small pot, one with clear soup and the other with red soup.
After waiting for a long time, Cui Yanzhe did not come back.
Hua Ling asked a male waiter to help him go to the bathroom to check it out, but the waiter came back and said that there was no one in the bathroom.
"No one?" Hua Ling muttered: "Are you so scared that you dare not come back for dinner?"
This hot pot restaurant has several floors and various specifications of private rooms on it. Hua Ling is too lazy to find it, so she directly broadcast Cui Yanzhe's watch phone number.
But no one answered the phone. Hua Ling looked at the location and showed that Cui Yanzhe was in the hot pot restaurant.
"Boy, I was scared by a hot pot."
She had to go and search for her, and she had to work overtime tonight, so she had to eat back quickly.
I searched around but couldn't find anyone.
Hua Ling gradually felt something was wrong. Cui Yanzhe was very naughty, but he was not an escaped person.
Even if he thinks the hot pot is spicy, he will not hide in the bathroom for too long according to his temperament. He will definitely come out to prove to her soon that he is not afraid of spicy food.
So, something happened to Cui Yanzhe!
Hua Ling couldn't help but feel panicked and quickly asked the waiter to help find someone.
Finally, she found Cui Yanzhe's watch phone in a flower pot on the first floor of the hot pot restaurant.
Something really happened to Cui Yanzhe.
The waiters were panicked:
"Has been kidnapped?"
"Do you want to call the police?"
A waiter pointed to a passage: "There is the back door over there, and there is an alley outside."
"Call the police." Hua Ling threw down two words and rushed out.
There is indeed a relatively remote alley outside the back door of the hot pot restaurant.
There is a food street in front of it, and the alley is full of trash cans. Even if the temperature is low now, it smells bad.
Hua Ling's mind was full of thoughts about what he should explain to Cui Jincheng if something happened to Cui Yanzhe.
After running out a few steps, a black shadow suddenly popped out from the trash can, covering her mouth and nose.
After running for a few seconds, her consciousness fell into darkness.