Chapter 890 The Father of Little Bastard Xiao Wang is (6)
In Xia Hao’s stunned silence, Gu Yelin, An Zhihang, and others all stood up one by one and walked out leisurely, looking more like they were heading out for a spring outing than a fight.
"Hey, Little Fatty, what’s with the daze? Hurry up!" Ruan Xue slapped the back of Xia Hao’s head in a carefree manner, grabbed his arm, and walked out.
An Yiqing’s dining table was on the second floor, and to get to the restaurant’s entrance, they needed to pass through a long corridor, then descend from the second floor.
If they moved quickly, it would take at least ten seconds, but if they took their time, a whole minute was possible.
An Yiqing and company ambled leisurely through the corridor, while downstairs in the main hall, things were on the verge of boiling over.
The troublemaking Old Lady Xia and her party had been there before, and the restaurant’s waitstaff were quite familiar with them; seeing that it was these few oddballs, they didn’t pay much mind and didn’t plan to ask Father Xia and Mother Xia to come downstairs.
Being completely ignored, Old Lady Xia couldn’t stand it. Seeing that no one around her took notice and Xia Hao’s family hadn’t appeared either, rage instantly ignited within her.
Despite being over seventy years old and seeming frail, Old Lady Xia’s limbs were unexpectedly nimble. She quickly ran to a dining table, grabbed a tablecloth—
Crash bang!
The plates, bowls, and glasses on the tablecloth were all rudely dragged to the ground by her, shattering into pieces!
Xia Hao, on the second floor, heard the noise and looked down, anxiety gripping him; he took large strides, about to dash downstairs.