  The man turned pale.

  

      Walter's attitude was obvious. He only believed what his ex-wife said.

  

      The man swallowed hard, his heart beat faster from fright, and he explained, "Mr. Stewart, we really didn't speak ill of you. We came here at the invitation of Mr. Boldwin, otherwise, how could we be with this kind of woman?"

  

      Walter picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at that man's head.

  

      The man fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

  

      "Can't you understand my words, or are you saying that on purpose?" At that moment, Walter was completely violent. His face was full of impatience and sullenness. He glanced around and said, "Since you're invited to drink, then you may have enough. Brandon, watch them drink. They can leave until the restaurant closes."

  

      After saying that, Walter grabbed Denise's hand and left the privat

  Because of Denise's appearance, Walter's mood was completely ruined.

  

      He said, "Forget it tonight. I will accompany you to eat some other day."

  

      Shirley's complexion turned pale, but she accidentally found a trace of lipstick mark on Walter's tie. She clenched her hands, her eyes were so vicious, but she smiled and nodded. "Okay."

  

      Looking at the back of Walter who was walking in front, Shirley gritted her teeth.

  

      Shirley didn't know why Denise was still alive.

  

      At the apartment, Denise sat on the sofa after taking a shower and had a video chat with the two little babies that she had been thinking about for a long time.

  

      In a few seconds, two faces appeared on the screen.

  

      "Mom, I miss you so much." The chubby little kid danced in front of the camera.

  

      "Don't shake the phone. Mom will be uncomfortable." A h

  She fiddled with the wine glass and glanced around. "I can't even like Walter. How could I like you guys? I'm so curious what my father told you so that you have the confidence to meet me here."

  

      As she said that, the faces of the men present turned sullen.

  

      How did they know that Denise would criticize them?

  

      A fat man slapped the table angrily. "Denise, you really think that you are still some kind of beauty? You are at most second-hand goods played by Walter, and you still pretend to be noble in front of us."

  

      "Studying abroad? As a divorced woman, you use such a lame excuse to explain for yourself."

  

      At that time, the man closest to Denise put one hand on her shoulders and smiled lewdly. "Denise, you should be more clever. You are just the trash dumped by Walter. Don't treat yourself as a noble lady. Do you think why your father would be so eager to introduce us to you? It's your luck if we can like you."

  

      That remark made everyone laugh.

  

      "Then I will give you this luck," as she spoke, Denise directly picked up the wine glass and splashed the wine on his face.

  

      The man scolded, and grabbed her arm to beat her.

  

      However, the private room's door was opened instantly.

  

      Walter fixed his eyes on the face that he never forgot.

  

      "Mr. Stewart."

  

      Everyone in the private room held their breath.

  

      They did now know why Walter appeared there.

  

      The sullen Walter walked straight in front of Denise. His gaze fell coldly on the man who grabbed her arm. The man was frightened and let go.

  

      Far from being surprised by his arrival, Denise smiled sweetly, as if seeing an old friend.

  

      "Mr. Stewart, long time no see."

  

      Walter held back his breath and realized that Denise really didn't die.

  

      The moment he stood outside the door just now, he had a strong feeling that forced him to walk in. He never expected that Ms. Denise Boldwin would be on a blind date there.

  

      He thought it was another daughter of the Boldwin family, but the waiter said it was Denise.

  

      He didn't believe it, so he came over to find out. He didn't expect to see Denise there, and she was on a blind date with a group of men.

  

      Inexplicably, he was very angry.

  

      "I haven't seen you in seven years. You are so impatient to get married. You still blind date so many men at one time." He squinted his moody eyes.

  

      Denise looked charming and smiled. "Yes, after all, I'm almost an old woman, so I should get married quickly. But I didn't expect to meet a bunch of awful people."

  

      She said, "The most abominable thing is that they even speak ill of you and ruin your reputation. I was so angry that I poured the wine on him. Who knew that I was almost going to be beaten? Mr. Stewart, I offended people because of you. You have to help me vent my anger."

  

      "Oh?"

  

      His tone frightened the men who dared not breathe.

  

      Someone retorted, "Mr. Stewart, don't listen to her nonsense. How could we speak ill of you? It's because this woman doesn't know how to behave."

  

      "Who do you think I will believe more in the words of my ex-wife and strangers?" Walter asked with a serious face.

The man turned pale.
  
      Walter's attitude was obvious. He only believed what his ex-wife said.
  
      The man swallowed hard, his heart beat faster from fright, and he explained, "Mr. Stewart, we really didn't speak ill of you. We came here at the invitation of Mr. Boldwin, otherwise, how could we be with this kind of woman?"
  
      Walter picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at that man's head.
  
      The man fell to the ground and rolled in pain.
  
      "Can't you understand my words, or are you saying that on purpose?" At that moment, Walter was completely violent. His face was full of impatience and sullenness. He glanced around and said, "Since you're invited to drink, then you may have enough. Brandon, watch them drink. They can leave until the restaurant closes."
  
      After saying that, Walter grabbed Denise's hand and left the private room.
  
      The men inside were dumbfounded.
  
      That restaurant was ope

Chapter 7 It Is So Funny