"Xiao Cao, Xiao Cao, please stop talking. If you anger Young Master Ming Gong, do you still want to stay in Mingde College in the future?"

It is well known that the largest shareholders of Mingde College are the four major families.

Xiaocao had offended the young master of the Minggong family, so being expelled from Mingde College was the least of his problems.

Once outside the school, no formal company would dare to offend the young master of the Minggong family for the sake of ordinary employees.

Li Qian grabbed Xiaocao's sleeve very tightly.

My friend is sunny and cheerful, hates evil and cannot tolerate unfair treatment, which is a good thing, but he is too reckless.

He openly challenged the authority of Young Master Minggong in public. Young Master Minggong is not someone to be trifled with.

Seeing that the real owner hadn't arrived, the supporters of Young Master Minggong ignored Fang Xiaocao's nonsense and rushed over.

"There are so many empty seats in Fang Xiaocao Hall, there's no room for you. You have to go up to the fifth floor."

"Don't you know that the fifth floor is the private space of the four young masters? What are you doing up there?"

As a member of the fan club finished questioning, the looks from those around Fang Xiaocao gradually became ambiguous.

There are plenty of empty seats in the hall. Do we have to go upstairs?

Doesn’t Fang Xiaocao know that the head of the four major families on the fifth floor loves his son dearly and is worried that his son won’t have enough to eat outside?

Did you take the trouble to hire several chefs from all over the world to serve these young masters?

To take a step back, even if Fang Xiaocao didn't go to the fifth floor, there is a consumption threshold for the second floor and above.

On the second floor, no reservations below 10,000.

On the third floor, no orders below 50,000 are accepted.

The fourth floor does not accept orders below 100,000.

As far as they know, Fang Xiaocao's family background is average, at most a well-off family.

Such a family is not even qualified to enter the second floor, let alone the fifth floor.

Fang Xiaocao's seemingly righteous behavior was seen by the young lady and the young master who were having dinner on the second floor. Everyone knew Sima Zhao's intentions.

In the eyes of her fellow gifted students on the first floor, they were also annoyed by Fang Xiaocao's daily noise and trouble.

Originally, the gifted students and the privileged class in the college kept to themselves.

Gifted students should go to school and compete honestly.

This privileged class is not sick.

If the gifted students study hard, they may have the opportunity to work for their company in the future.

The balanced relationship between the two, which was neither good nor bad, was disrupted by Fang Xiaocao, who was also a gifted student.

Fang Xiaocao was restless, and the other gifted students were also affected.

Recently, many gifted students have noticed that the atmosphere in the class has changed and is a bit tense.

Fang Xiaocao refused to give in. She just couldn't stand the privileged class in front of her, and her words became more and more harsh.

The eldest lady, who couldn't stand Fang Xiaocao's slander of Ming Palace for no reason, pushed her.

Fang Xiaocao was not stupid. She didn't just stand there and wait for people to bully her. She nimbly avoided them while holding the plate.

The words in his mouth became more and more aggressive.

"Chauvinistic and arrogant Ming Gong, are you blind? You actually like him."

Miss Jiao's eyes turned red with anger, and she tried her best to calm the anger that was rising and falling in her chest.

Fang Xiaocao, whose expression is hard to read, seems to be giving endless advice, but in fact, she is hitting people's hearts.

"I don't think the young master takes you too seriously. It's not good for a girl to be so shameless and chase after a boy!"

The two of them were fighting and making a fuss, so they naturally didn't realize that the elevator had closed and reopened.

Ming Gong, who was supposed to take a two-hour break, raised his eyebrows at the farce in front of him.

Three people walked out one after another behind him.

Gong Yumo withdrew his gaze with interest, put his arm around the shoulders of his friend beside him, and joked with excitement.

"That little girl is quite wild. Not only did she not bow down to our young master Minggong's suit pants, I heard that~"

Gong Yumo, with interest in his eyes, ignored his friend's murderous look.

"She seems to look down on Young Master Minggong. How does it feel to be looked down upon for the first time, Young Master?"

"Actually, I also want to experience the feeling of being looked down upon, but what a pity~"

His arm was pushed away, and he took a half step back. The playboy shrugged helplessly with his hands spread out, happy to see his friend suffer a setback.

Minggong shook off Gong Yumo's hand and strode forward.

There were many people gathered around Fang Xiaocao, and they all turned around when they felt someone pushing them from behind.

Unable to bear the eye contact with the big devil behind him who looked even uglier, they all put on a smile and made way respectfully and fearfully.

The young master, with a frown on his face, stepped forward to stop someone from the fan club from raising his hand to slap someone.

The man turned around and the angry expression on his face immediately changed.

"Master Minggong."

"Oh, the superior young master is here."

They were playing and fighting all the way, but strangely, Fang Xiaocao's plate of food remained steady.

When Fang Xiaocao saw the culprit whom she disliked, her words became as fierce as if she had eaten dynamite.

"The eldest young master is different from us normal people. He eats the most delicious food and drinks the finest wines. Even the place where he eats is more prestigious than ours. He doesn't allow anyone to go up there."

"I don't understand why we are all human beings, you are human, and I am human too. Why do we have to show off that we are different? Isn't it tiring, young master?"

Ming Gong himself didn't know why, but facing the ridicule of the woman in front of him, he found it difficult to remain calm.

Normally, if someone is so short-sighted as to provoke him for no reason, he will definitely teach the rude person a lesson first without thinking twice.

And Fang Xiaocao provoked him more than once.

The two seemed to be incompatible and were at loggerheads with each other.

Watching the tall man approaching Fang Xiaocao angrily.

Miao Qingyu, who was sitting in the north corner of the restaurant, blew on the duck blood and vermicelli soup that was brought to her mouth to cool it down, and then sucked the vermicelli into her mouth with her pink lips.

She wasn't surprised that everyone around her was focusing on the center of the crowd.

Watch the show and have a meal.

Life is beautiful.

Minggong Aotian, with an intimidating figure, took three or two big steps towards him.

Fang Xiaocao, who had always been righteous, suddenly panicked.

The young man was so aroused by her that Fang Xiaocao unconsciously stroked the man's arm with bulging veins.

His sleeves were half rolled up, and the strong muscles in his forearms showed that he was the type who exercised regularly.

The man got closer and closer, and Fang Xiaocao swallowed nervously.

The Ming Palace is right in front of us.

She could imagine how painful it would be for her to face the eldest young master, who already had a bad temper, swinging his fists that he had practiced regularly.

Fang Xiaocao closed her eyes in fear, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she slammed the tray of food in her hand against the chest of someone who was already close to her.

Screams were heard one after another.

Miao Qingyu, who had sprayed a lot of vinegar on the duck blood vermicelli, looked at the man's chest in the distance, which was black, red, and mixed into a paste.

The eyes beneath the black bangs were fixed on the stained shirt.

The spoon scooped up the soup.

Wow, that’s awesome!

Sour and spicy.