Hearing such an explanation, several customers suddenly realized that they all understood, and hurriedly said: "Where is it, the third master just go to work."
If it weren't for Jiang Moyuan's presence, they wouldn't even be able to reserve the Han Pavilion.
After the secretary apologized again, he followed Jiang Mo away.
At this time, there were no other guests in the Han Pavilion, and the waiters were all waiting.
The manager naturally saw this scene, he frowned, and when he was about to step forward to stop him, he showed a bit of surprise, nodded silently, and then backed away.
Fu Yunshen withdrew his gaze and asked, "Eat more?"
The girl refused ruthlessly: "I won't eat."
"Be obedient, not eating is bad for your health."
Nie Chao: "..."
Qi Shao is really ill today.
And he coerced and lured my little sister into eating pork liver?
Seeing the girl's eyes full of resistance, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a drawn-out tone, "You really don't want to eat?"
Ying Zijin pushed the plate away: "I don't like offal."
These pork livers are indeed special. After eating a plate of twelve slices, she obviously felt that the speed of blood production in her body was significantly faster, even better than her self-healing effect.
But she is really incapable of accepting internal organs, this is her limit.
"Then pack it up." Fu Yun deeply tapped on the table, hooked his lips, and smiled wickedly, "Put it in the refrigerator and eat it hot tomorrow morning."
"Pfft—" Nie Chao spat, "Seventh Young Master, aren't you afraid that the boss will beat you?"
"Huh?" Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes, and said in a gentle voice, "Little friend, do you think I am so kind to you, are you willing to hit me?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with the light rain of apricot blossoms, and he said slowly, "Yes, I can't bear to part with you."
Fu Yun's deep peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his breath moved slightly: "Huh?"
Nie Chao was startled.
He was mistaken. He thought that this little sister was reserved, but who knew that she could counterattack the Seventh Young Master? It was incredible.
At this moment, the bamboo curtain was suddenly pulled open, and the hanging wind chime was pulled down with too much force, causing it to fall to the ground with a clatter.
"Who? Bothering you, Grandpa Nie..." Nie Chao turned his head, and when he saw the man in the black suit, his words got stuck in his throat and he coughed violently.
Damn, Jiang Moyuan?
What kind of evil fate is this?
He looked at Ying Zijin subconsciously, but saw that the girl had already picked up a bowl of longan and red date soup, as if she hadn't seen anyone coming.
Her body is loose, her arms are casually placed on the table, her eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, she doesn't look like a celebrity, but she has a kind of noble beauty that cannot be ignored, like a medieval Ozhou princess who came 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 to hang out with these people?"
This sentence made Nie Chao angry, but he endured it and did not move.
It doesn't matter to him, he can't cause trouble for his little sister.
"Ying Zijin, I don't have time to discipline you." Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist, with an extremely indifferent tone, "You are not worth my time, and I don't care if you want to destroy yourself, I only warn you—"
He paused, his eyes revealed the sharpness that he would only have in the mall: "Don't make Lu Wei worry about her, she is not in good health, you should go home now and give Lu Wei an explanation."
The secretary also added tactfully: "I hope Miss Ying will be self-aware and stop pestering the third master. The third master is very busy and has no time to make trouble with Miss Ying."
Does this Miss Ying think that because she also has the surname Ying, she can be compared with Miss Lu Wei?
She is just an adopted daughter, how can she compare with the number one socialite in Shanghai?
Are you still dreaming of having a place in Master San's heart?
That's too presumptuous.
The secretary looked at the girl contemptuously, and when he was about to say something, he saw her raise her head.
A face that is breathtakingly beautiful.
The hazy mist in those phoenix eyes suddenly dissipated, and after the mist dissipated, there was a cold feeling.
"It's very interesting. I have escaped here, but Uncle Jiang is still chasing me and telling me to discipline me." Ying Zijin propped his elbows, his brows calm, "Who is pestering whom?"
The secretary's expression changed and he shouted angrily: "How dare you..."
But he couldn't finish his words.
Fu Yunshen laughed suddenly, he lifted his eyelashes slightly, and glanced at the standing person, his peach blossom eyes were bent, deep and charming, with a cynical tone: "It's not that bad, kid, why don't you just look at me?"
A casual tone, but clearly to protect his shortcomings.
The secretary didn't dare to speak anymore.
It is true that Fu Yunshen is a dandy, but he is the most favored by Mr. Fu.
The Jiang family is very strong, but it is a little worse than the Fu family.
Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips, and his jaw tightened accordingly. He completely lost his patience, he was so disappointed that he didn't even want to say a word, he stopped looking at the girl, turned and left.
The secretary hurriedly followed.
The surroundings returned to tranquility, with the sound of gurgling water mixed with the melodious sound of the guqin, as cool as jade.
Nie Chao only felt that he had watched a big show and writhed excitedly.
Fu Yun glanced at him deeply: "Is the snake spirit possessed?"
"Bah, bah, bah." Nie Chao straightened his posture immediately, "Aren't I having a good time? Seventh Young Master, you and the boss cooperate so well."
Fu Yunshen ignored it, he said lazily, "Pedestrian Street, Disneyland, and Oceanarium are all suitable for children."
Ying Zijin raised his eyebrows.
"Come on, Young Master Qi, all you recommend are places on bad streets." Nie Chao was speechless, "Miss Ying, let me tell you a place, I'm sure not many people have heard of it."
He was mysterious: "Do you know the location of the TV tower?"
Ying Zijin nodded: "I know."
"There's an underground market there, it's so much fun, there are stone gambling, divination, and you can find weird antiques." Nie Zhao was beaming, "Last time, someone bought a Yuan blue and white flower for dozens of yuan. The bottle with the double gourd pattern made a lot of money.”
"Divination?" Ying Zijin listened attentively, "How to do divination?"
"Hey, it's just playing Tarot cards. Anyway, I don't believe it." Nie Chao waved his hand, "Boss, if you want to play, I can take you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.
"Nie Chao." Fu Yun smiled deeply, his tone could not hear any extra emotion, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"That's right, that's right, that's nonsense!" Nie Chao was shocked, "What I'm talking about is all nonsense, big brother, don't go there."
That's right, the underground market is very chaotic, and it doesn't open until after midnight. It's okay for them young masters to go to have fun, but the young ladies can't go.
If this gets out, the little sister's reputation will be even worse, and he will become a sinner.
Ying Zijin lowered his eyelashes and didn't ask any more questions.
Tarot cards, she actually forgot that she had played with them.
It's just that there are real tarot cards on the earth today?
Fu Yun tilted his head deeply, and his peach blossom eyes suddenly curved: "Little friend, why are you staring at me all the time?"