Mia’s face shifted from a deep red to a pale white. After a moment of silence, he eximed with anger, “You can’t use violence to control violence!”


    Charlie shed a smile and replied, “I’m done with violence. How about I apologize to them instead?”


    Mia noticed the yful smirk on Charlie’s face and realized that getting through to him was futile. She chose to ignore himpletely and climbed into the car.


    Charlie joined her, buckling his seatbelt as he asked, “Miss Mia, what delicious meal are you treating me to tonight?”


    Mia retorted angrily, “If you don’t eat, you’ll just be full of anger!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    After her words, she shot Charlie a re. Although she had softened her stance in her heart, she still spoke in a dissatisfied tone, “I’ll take you to the most famous wonton noodles on Hong Kong Ind! There’s a great ce nearby that serves curry fish balls, and we can grab some snacks too. If you’re still hungry afterward, we can even try some spicy crab from the typhoon shelter.”


    Charlie raised his eyebrows, grinning, “That sounds delicious! Thank you, Miss Mia! You’ll have to visit Aurous Hill another day, and I’ll treat you to duck blood vermicelli and saltwater duck!”


    Mia shot him a sidelong nce and sighed, “That has nothing to do with you!”


    With that, she started the car and drove away from Honghualing, making her way back to the urban area of Hong Kong Ind.


    During their drive, they encountered heavy traffic, which resulted in a journey that took over an hour to reach the bustling urban area.


    Mia parked the car in a crowded, lively snack street and, feeling a bit anxious, asked Charlie, “What about Pankaj? He won’t wake up, will he?”


    Charlie chuckled, “Don’t worry, he’s not going to wake up.”


    “That’s a relief,” Mia said, letting out a breath of relief. “Let’s get out and find something to eat.”


    Charlie nodded, opened the door, and stepped out of the car.


    Mia pressed the lock button several times, ensuring the car was secure before leading Charlie towards the snack street.


    As they strolled through the bustling area, Charlie asked curiously, “Miss Mia, do you oftene to ces like this to eat?”


    “Yes,” Mia replied with a nod. “I used toe here a lot when I was younger, and I still do. It’s close to my school, so I would often grab dinner here before heading home.”


    Charlie inquired, “Your family is quite wealthy; don’t you worry about safety when eating here?”<fn4bf1> Follow current nov?ls on find?novel</fn4bf1>


    Mia exined, “It’s not the Zhang Ziqiang era anymore. Thew and order in Hong Kong Ind have improved a lot. Plus, this is a downtown area. I know most of the street vendors; who would dare to kidnap me here?”


    Charlie agreed, “That makes sense.”


    Continuing the conversation, he asked, “As a daughter of privilege, what makes this ce special to you?”


    Mia’s expression turned nostalgic as she reminisced, “Absolutely. My mother often brought me here when I was a child. She said I was a picky eater back then, refusing to eat delicious meals made at home. I only wanted wonton noodles and snacks from street vendors. No matter how simr the food was, I wouldn’t touch it if it came from home. So, she promised that if I behaved and ate my breakfast and lunch, she’d bring me here for dinner…”


    After a pause, Mia sighed softly and continued, her voice tinged with mncholy, “Ever since my mother passed away, I’ve beening here almost every day. From elementary school to graduating from a girls’ high school, and even while attending college. My father wanted me to study in a better university in the United States, but I chose to stay on Hong Kong Ind because I couldn’t bear to leave. You might find it hard to believe, but after my mother left, I hardly ever ventured away from here again…”