Wow! My wife is beautiful and obedient, everyone envies her!

The bodyguards were unsure whether to listen to Qi Yuan; they glanced at Qi Yuan and then at Kyle.

Kyle didn't know what Qi Yuan was planning, but thinking of Noah's affection for him, he nodded slightly and said, "Wait a moment."

Just finished speaking.

Asa walked out of the kitchen.

Following behind him were the restaurant staff, who looked somewhat flustered.

The last person to walk was a fat man in a chef's uniform. He came out with a belly that looked like he was eight months pregnant. He seemed to have just woken up and was yawning as he walked.

There were also three female employees in the restaurant, dressed as waitresses.

These three recognized Qi Yuan.

After all, Qi Yuan had eaten a hamburger here before, and he was good-looking and from Dongzhou, so they recognized him at a glance.

However, Qi Yuan, now sitting in a wheelchair, was completely different from the one they had first met.

He was still as handsome as ever, but the clothes he wore looked more expensive and luxurious. The black scarf around his neck made his small, fair face appear even more delicate and vulnerable.

"Whose bodyguards are you? Do you know who owns this restaurant now? It'll scare you to death if I tell you. This restaurant now belongs to the Davis family. Are you tired of living causing trouble here?"

The fat chef asked and answered himself, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, his tone full of arrogance.

Kyle scoffed, "Since you know this restaurant belongs to the Davis family, then open your dog eyes and see who I am."

Kyle was Noah's personal secretary and had some reputation in the city of Jue.

Hearing Kyle's arrogant tone, the fat chef also sneered, "Does it matter who you are? You're not from the Davis family... You, you... Lord Kyle, what brings you here?"

The fat chef finally looked at Kyle properly, startling him so much that his eyes, which looked like slits, widened in surprise.

He had lost his earlier arrogance and was now fawning over Kyle like a stray dog.

Kyle said coldly, "Now you see clearly what's going on with this restaurant? Letting homeless people in and not serving customers?"

"Lord Kyle, you need a sign to run a business. We haven't even hired anyone, so how can we run a business? Besides, we haven't decided what dishes to sell in the restaurant. How are we supposed to do business? How are we supposed to serve our guests?"

The fat chef found a good excuse for his laziness.

Actually, this was what Sera told him to say.

Serapin lost a restaurant for no reason, and Mingli dared not do anything but resort to such underhanded tactics.

The fat chef didn't care. He listened to both sides anyway, and he had an excuse, so he wasn't afraid of anything.

“The restaurant should continue selling the same products as before. If the shop sign is gone, they should come to us as soon as possible!” Kyle said.

The fat chef continued to argue, "Lord Kyle, how dare we insignificant people come to him in person? When we were with the Milne family, they always sent people to tell us what to do. We never came to them in person."

"Are you saying that the patriarch didn't consider things carefully?" Kyle asked, slightly annoyed.

The portly chef quickly waved his hands, "Lord Kyle, don't talk nonsense, how could I dare to say such a thing?"

"You dare not go to their door to inquire, yet you don't close the shop, and you're still ordering ingredients as usual. Head chef, are you going to compensate for those losses?" Qi Yuan asked.

The fat chef's gaze fell on Qi Yuan.

The first look he gave Qi Yuan was one of undisguised disgust. He had heard that the restaurant provided male concubines.

Seeing how fair-skinned and handsome Qi Yuan was, and thinking about how he had acquired a restaurant by selling his body, which he couldn't afford even if he worked as a chef his whole life, he was filled with disdain.

"Sir, we are just preparing the food as usual. After all, we haven't received any instructions from above, so we don't dare not come to work."

“Then you don’t need to come anymore,” Qi Yuan said.

The portly chef snorted, "Mr. Qi Yuan, do you know how many people came to this restaurant because of my cooking when it opened? I'm the only chef here. Without me, could your restaurant even stay in business?"

"I've tasted your cooking, and I have to say, it's terrible!" Qi Yuan said disdainfully.

The fat chef couldn't stand this, "You're talking nonsense! My cooking skills are bad? What do you know, you ass seller?!"

Snapped!

Kyle slapped the fat chef across the face.

"Keep your mouth clean!"

"Lord Kyle, is it really necessary for you to fawn over a mere ass seller? The Davis family is truly doomed! They've got a patriarch who's attracted to men, and now the whole city knows about this ass seller. I'm quitting this restaurant's head chef position; whoever wants it can have it! I don't want to serve a ass seller!"

The fat chef ripped off his chef's hat and threw it aside.

Kyle gave Asa a wink.

Asa immediately understood what it meant.

As the fat chef walked to the restaurant door, he suddenly kicked him in the back.

The chubby chef cried out and fell face-first into the mud, his chin and hands instantly scraped by the rough ground, and beads of blood seeped from under his skin.

He just remembered.

His back was stepped on.

Kyle looked down at him and said, "Who do you think you are, daring to speak so arrogantly to the head of the Davis family? Break one of his pig hands!"

Before dislocating the fat chef's hands, the bodyguard kicked him several times. Soon after, a pig-like scream came from the fat chef's mouth.

Kyle lifted the fat chef's face with his toe, "From now on, you can forget about working as a chef in any restaurant or family in the North Continent, unless the Milne family is willing to take you back. Get out, you fat pig!"

As he spoke, Kyle kicked the fat chef in the face again.

The fat chef was beaten black and blue.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't say anything more. He shakily propped himself up and staggered away.

Kyle returned to the restaurant and said gently to Qi Yuan, "Mr. Qi Yuan, I hope I didn't scare you."

"No."

Kyle was just defending Noah's reputation.

Qi Yuan also felt that the fat chef deserved to be beaten. The fat chef thought that he could speak arrogantly just because he had the Milne family backing him. It was only a beating and a broken hand that Kyle showed mercy.

The homeless people in the restaurant finally came to their senses.

They knew who was in charge of the restaurant and were afraid that the fat chef's treatment would fall on them, so they wanted to leave the restaurant quietly.

At this moment, Qi Yuan shouted, "Stop right there!"

"Sir, please spare us! We were waiting outside when that fat chef said we could come in and rest. We thought he was a kind person, but we didn't expect him to lead us to offend you."

An older-looking homeless man looked at Qi Yuan with a pleading expression.

They are homeless people, and getting a meal is a problem for them. If they are injured, they could really die in the freezing cold outside.