Chapter 4: What is she compare to Ying Luwei?

Hearing such an explanation, a few customers finally understood what was happening, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing. Sanye, go ahead ."

If it weren't for Jiang Moyuan, they wouldn't even be able to book a table in the Han Pavilion.

After the secretary apologized again, he followed Jiang Moyuan and left.

At this time, there were no other guests in Han Pavilion, and the waiters were all waiting by the side.

The manager naturally saw this scene, he frowned. When he wanted to stop him, he showed a bit of surprise, nodded silently, and backed away.

Fu Yunshen recovered his sight, and asked: "Eat some more?"

The girl ruthlessly denied: "Don't eat."

"Be obedient, not eating is bad for your health."

"Do not eat."

Nie Chao: "..."

Qi Shao is really sick today.

Still intimidating and persuading the little sister to eat pork liver?

Seeing that the girl's eyebrows and eyes were full of resistance, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the tone was prolonged: "Really don't eat it?"

Ying Zijin pushed the plate far away: "I don't like internal organs."

These pig livers are indeed a bit special, after finishing a plate of twelve slices, she obviously felt that the blood production speed in her body has become significantly faster, even better than her self-recovery effect.

But she can only accept a little bit of internal organs, which is already her limit.

"Then pack it." Fu Yunshen knocked on the tabletop, curled his lips, smiled evilly, "Put it in the refrigerator, and eat it tomorrow morning."

"Puff--" Nie Chao sprayed, "Qi Shao, are you not afraid that boss will hit you?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes with a gentle voice, "Kid, I'm so good to you, are you willing to beat me?"

Ying Zijin glanced at him and there seemed to be a light rain of apricot blossoms in her eyes, slowly uttered: "Yes, I can't bear it."

Fu Yunshen blinked his peachy eyes, his breath slightly fretting: "Huh?"

Nie Chao was startled.

He looked away, he thought that this little sister was reserved and introverted, who knew that she could even counterattack Qi Shao. It was incredible.

At this moment, the bamboo curtain was suddenly pulled open, and the hanging wind chimes were pulled down with too much force that it fell to the ground.

"Who? Dare to bother Grandpa Nie..." Nie Chao turned his head, and when he saw the man in black suit, his voice got stuck in the back of his throat and he coughed sharply.

Damn it, Jiang Moyuan?

What kind of fate is this?

He subconsciously looked at Ying Zijin, but saw that the girl had already picked up a bowl of longan and red date soup, as if she hadn't seen anyone.

Her body is loose, her arms are placed on the table casually, her eyebrows are slightly raised. She doesn't look like a celebrity, but there is a kind of noble beauty that people can't ignore, like the medieval princess of O Zhou walking out of an oil painting.

Jiang Moyuan looked down at the girl with a very high attitude, and his tone sank: "You ran out of the hospital just to come here and hang out with these people?"

Nie Chao was annoyed by these words but he did not move. .

He doesn't care but he can't make trouble for his little sister.

"Ying Zijin, I don't have time to discipline you." Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist, in a completely indifferent tone, "You are not worth my time, and I will not care if you are going to ruin yourself. I just want to warn you— "

He paused, his eyes showed fierceness that can only be seen when he's in business. "Don't let Lu Wei worry about you, she is not in good health. Go home now and give Lu Wei an explanation."

The secretary also added euphemistically: "I hope Miss Ying knows herself and don't pester San Ye. San Ye is very busy and doesn't have time to accompany Miss Ying."

Does this Miss Ying think that just because she is surnamed Ying, she can be on the same level as Miss Luwei?

Just an adopted daughter, how can she compare with the first lady in Shanghai?

Still wishing to have a place in San Ye's heart?

It's too self-righteous.

The secretary glanced at the girl contemptuously. When he wanted to say something, the girl raised her head.

A face that is so beautiful and thrilling.

The hazy mist in the phoenix eyes suddenly disappeared, and after the mist dissipated, it was cold.

"Quite interesting, I fled here, and Uncle Jiang chased just to discipline me." Ying Zijin propped her elbow, looking indifferent, "in the end, who is pestering who?"

This tone is different from the previous timidity and admiration. The indifference makes people feel thorny.

Jiang Moyuan's expression changed.

The secretary was also a little surprised, almost unbelievable.

In the past, how could this Ying's Second Miss talk to San Ye like this?

The secretary's face changed, angrily: "How dare you..."

But he couldn't finish his words.

Fu Yunshen suddenly laughed. He raised his eyelashes slightly and glanced at the person standing. His peachy eyes were bent, deep and charming, in a cynical tone: "It's not so good, kid, why don't you look at me?"

The tone was sloppy but it clearly protects its shortcomings.

Jiang Moyuan frowned.

The secretary did not dare to speak anymore.

Fu Yunshen is a dandy young master, yes. But he is the most favored by Elder Fu.

The Jiang family is very strong but it is worse than the Fu family.

"Jiang Moyuan, I don't care about you going crazy today." Fu Yunshen tapped the table with slender fingers, his lips curled, "I'm eating, don't disturb my appetite."

A waiter immediately came forward: "Mr. Jiang, please. The table you booked is over there, please don't disturb other customers, otherwise you will be blacklisted in Han Pavilion and can't enter again."

The silent mockery is the deadliest.

Jiang Moyuan's lips and jaw tightened, and his expression ugly.

The Han Pavilion won't even give face to the imperial family, let alone the Jiang family.

He completely lost his patience. He was so disappointed that he didn't even want to say a word.

For the first time, he had to go even if he didn't want to. He stopped looking at the girl and turned away.

The secretary hurriedly followed.

The surrounding returned to its former tranquility, with the gurgling sound of running water mixed with the melodious sound of the guqin, and it was like a lingering sound.

Nie Chao only felt that he had watched a big show and writhed with excitement.

Fu Yunshen glanced at him: "Did a snake spirit possessed you?"

"Bah bah bah." Nie Chao immediately corrected his posture, "Isn't it because I'm cold? Qi Shao, you cooperated very well with the boss."

Fu Yunshen ignored him, and lazily enumerated: "Walking Street, Disneyland, Ocean Aquarium, they are all suitable for children."

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows.

"Come on, Qi Shao, all the places you recommended are not good." Nie Chao was speechless. "Miss Ying, I'll tell you a place. I'm sure not many people have heard of it."

He mysteriously said, "Do you know the location of the TV tower?"

Ying Zijin nodded: "I know."

"There is an underground market there. It's so fun. There are gambling, divination, and weird antiques." Nie He frowned, "Last time someone bought a blue and white double gourd bottle with dozens of dollars, and made a profit."

"Divination?" Ying Zijin listened, "How to divinate?"

"Hey, it's just tarot cards. I don't believe it anyways." Nie Zhao waved his hand, "Boss, if you want to play, I can take you..."

Before he can finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Nie Chao." Fu Yunshen smiled lowly, his voice did not have any emotions, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Right, right, right, nonsense!" Nie Chao joked, "What I said is nonsense. Boss, don't go."

Yes, the underground market is very chaotic, and it only opens after midnight . It's okay for them to go and play, but the ladies can't go.

If this spreads out, the little sister's reputation will be even worse, and he will become the sinner.

Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped and did not ask any more.

She had forgotten that she used to play tarot cards.

Is there a real tarot card on earth today?

Fu Yunshen tilted his head, his peachy eyes suddenly bends: "Kid, why are you staring at me all the time?"

"Do I look good?"