Now he suddenly realized that the distance between him and Zheng Qingming seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

I am just like an ant, dreaming that I can use my ridiculous power to shake a big tree.

Thinking of this, the Koreans laughed bitterly again.

When the Korean national confessed his fate, something big happened in his restaurant.

First in the soup pot, the guests ate dead mice.

Then the inspection department came and found several litters of mice in the kitchen. The scene was very disgusting.

There were very few people coming to Korean shops. Now that this happened, it is even more unlikely that anyone will come.

His shop is definitely not open anymore.

Looking at the shop that was still lively a month ago, at this time, it suddenly became so desolate, and the hearts of the Korean people, at this time, could not help being very panicked.

No, no, no, this is not the life he wants, the life he wants is not like this.

he……

When I thought of this and what happened, how could the Koreans still never thought that someone wanted to **** him.

He stood up right now and rushed out.

"dad--"

Han Moli was originally sitting on the sofa dozing off, but when she saw the South Koreans in such a violent state, Han Moli also chased up.

The Korean didn't drive or take a taxi. He just knew that his heart was filled with endless anger. There seemed to be a fire in his heart. It wouldn't work if you didn't find someone to vent it.

So, he ran like this until he reached the door of Zheng Qingming's shop.

It is noon, and customers are coming in her shop.

He also knew that the things in her were expensive.

Are these two hundred and five? Spending so much money, eating these flashy things.

He really didn't know, when Zheng Qingming was, and some of these capabilities.

She was still pretending from the beginning, but in fact she knew everything.

Pretending to be confused.

The Koreans stood in front of the door so fiercely, they had been seen by the sharp-eyed waiter a long time ago, and they had also notified Zheng Qingmong.

Zheng Qingming just walked out of the kitchen busy, and heard the waiter say so, she took off the apron and walked outside.

When they got outside, the Koreans were just about to go in.

"Hehe... you came out just right!"

Koreans frowned as they looked at her.

When Zheng Qingming looked at his expression, he felt amused in his heart for a while, feeling that he still put himself in a weak place.

It's really ridiculous.

"Did you do the things in my shop?"

South Koreans criticized it out loud.

"Your shop? It's a shop that nobody goes to every day? Why should I dirty my hands and **** you?"

Zheng Qingpu looked at him mockingly and smiled.

"you--"

When the Korean people heard her say this, they felt distressed for a while.

This person, speaking too much.

"But... since you are here, it means... that some of my family's things are all caused by you!?"

Zheng Qingming looked at him coldly again and asked aloud.

In fact, she had already decided in her heart, she just wanted to get an answer from the Korean people.

"So what if I did it? I just made your original business worthless? Your family is ruined?"