"Yes...but Mr. Qi, it's time for lunch, aren't you going to eat first?"
Qi Jiu shouted, "Eat, eat, that's all you know! Look at yourself, you're as fat as a pig, and you still want to eat."
Qi Jiu wanted to eat too, he was hungry, but Huo Er was so impatient. If he didn't find out anything today, he'd come back and tear him apart. He definitely didn't want to have another fight with Huo Er.
The officer didn't dare to say anything else and hurried to prepare the car.
Qi Jiu casually put on his hat, slightly askew, not caring. He looked like a rogue soldier, wickedly sly, yet so handsome that it was enviable.
As the car slowly drove out of the camp, Qi Jiu, in his agitation, inadvertently saw a dark-skinned man with an arm around Tong Que's shoulder. One was tall, the other small and delicate, looking particularly harmonious, almost as if they were a couple.
Qi Jiu, upon seeing this, was furious beyond belief.
He immediately shouted, "Stop the car!"
