His friend watched him embarrass himself, not intending to help, and instead laughed heartily, making a crude joke. Upon hearing it, the man was provoked and rushed toward Lu Zhenzhen, hiding something in his hand, which he flashed in front of her.
Lu Zhenzhen suddenly felt dizzy, and just before she fainted, she managed to see clearly who the shady figure was.
Nan Jiaojiao had been waiting outside for ten minutes. Lu Zhenzhen should have come out by now. She called Lu Zhenzhen, but her mind went blank—she seemed to have forgotten to take Lu Zhenzhen's belongings with her; the jacket was still hers.
She hurried back to find the previous booth; the jacket and bag were still there. Nan Jiaojiao reached into the bag, felt around briefly, and confirmed nothing was missing, even the phone was still there.
"Hello," Nan Jiaojiao stopped a passing waiter, "have you seen the lady who was sitting here with me?"
