Zhao Guodong is definitely not the type to be gentle with women, especially now that he's aware of Song Mei's feelings. He sees Song Mei constantly staring at him. At first, he could control himself, but in the end, fueled by alcohol, he simply glared back.
"Why are you staring at me? Didn't your mom tell you it's disgraceful to stare at men like that?" He shouted, loud enough for everyone in the noodle shop to hear.
They had been eating noodles here since junior high, so when the owner came over to deliver noodles to Xiang Weilai, he patted Zhao Guodong's shoulder and said, "A big man like you won't lose a piece of flesh just because someone looks at you a few more times."
Zhao Guodong wasn't angry, "Anyone else can look, but not her."
