The men led by Zhao Biao were completely baffled by Mu Shuangshuang's attitude.
Logically speaking, since they came to make trouble, Mu Shuangshuang should be angry.
Why did she arrange a private room for them instead?
"Brother, what's going on?" the little brother next to Zhao Biao asked softly.
"What do you mean what's going on, can't you see this chick is scared of me?" Zhao Biao said with a proud face.
"Yes, yes, brother is right, so what should we do? Should we make trouble or not?" the little brother asked again.
"Are you stupid or what?" Zhao Biao reached out and knocked on the little brother's head hard.
The little brother was baffled and shouted at Mu Shuangshuang, "Don't think that just because you gave us a private room, we'll let it go. We brothers came here to make trouble, not to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Biao gave him another good whack.
"Shut your mouth! Only an idiot doesn't take advantage of a good deal! Let's eat first, then talk!"
