Chapter 75 It's really heartbreaking
Xie Yuchen booked a private room.
When Sang Mo followed Hei Xia Zi in, he found that Wu Xie and Wang Pangzi had already arrived and were sitting on the sofa chatting.
Seeing them coming in, Wu Xie greeted them with a smile, "Brother, you are finally here. If you didn't come earlier, I would have called to urge you."
He and Fatty came here with Xiaohua. After all, they came all the way from Jie Mansion. Hei Xia Zi and the little brother had to go pick up Sang Mo, so they were late.
Zhang Qiling nodded his chin in response.
When Xie Yuchen turned around to face Wu Xie and Fatty Wang, he also made a subtle gesture. Before Wu Xie could react, he heard Sang Mo's thoughts.
[Who are this handsome young man and fat guy?] 】
[The hosts are Wu Xie, the only descendant of the Wu family of Jiumen for three generations, and Fatty Wang of Panjiayuan, who calls himself a tomb-raiding lieutenant. 】
Sang suddenly understood. He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the layout of the private room.
[The last time I came to Xinyue Hotel, I spent 38,000 yuan on a bowl of bird's nest porridge, a basket of steamed dumplings and a serving of stir-fried pork with green peppers. This hotel is really a place to spend money. 】
[Host, do you still remember this?] 】
[Remember, I bought it for Hei Xia Zi, but he still threw it away to feed the dogs. It was a waste of 38,000 yuan of my money. 】
Black blind man, "......"
He felt like he was being whipped by Sang Mo invisibly, and the key was that he had no way to seek justice. This was the fact, and there was no point in saying more.
[I’m hungry. When will the food be served? 】
Xie Yuchen clapped his hands three times in a hurry. The Tingnu who was waiting outside opened the door and walked in. Xie Yuchen said, "Everyone is here. Let's serve the food first."
Tingnu bowed slightly and left, and several people sat down on the chairs beside the table.
Sang Mo then took out his phone to check the text messages. He had not read the previous recharge text messages carefully, but now he saw a total of 15 recharge text messages....
When he looked at the phone bill details again, the corner of his eye twitched.
[Wow, I owe you 1,314.17 yuan? The charges for surfing the Internet are so outrageous~】
[Hei Xia Zi directly topped up 2,000 yuan for my phone bill, but he didn't even make up the difference of 38,000 yuan. 】
Black blind man, "......"
Maybe it was because he really spent a lot of money on Sang Mo passively in that life, so he kept spending money on Sang Mo this time.
Although the current expenses are not much and he has not even spent 38,000 yuan, his wallet, wife and car are still in Sang Mo's space ring!
One thing he didn't say was that this time he really had a bank card with his savings in his wallet.
The balance on the card is 70 million!
Forget it, Sang Mo has lost his memory. It should be possible to get the car back from Sang Mo now, but Hei Xia Zi doesn't intend to do so.
If he owes Sang Mo enough money, then the 70 million can be regarded as repayment to Sang Mo.
If you lose money, you can earn it again. He just needs to work harder to earn more money.
The five people at the table had different thoughts. Wu Xie and Fatty Wang never expected that Sang Mo would lose his memory again so quickly.
At this moment they also realized the seriousness of the matter, and it seemed that what the system said about amnesia could occur at any time was not false.
'Master, I have been to this Crescent Hotel several times with Hei Xia Zi. The people here are well-trained. The person who just came in seemed to be a slave. '
'Their hearing is very outstanding. When eating here, anything said at the dinner table will be heard by these listening slaves. Moreover, many of them are mute and communicate using sign language. '
'If the master wants to learn sign language, he can learn it from the listening slave. '
Sang Mo, "......"
'There are also stick slaves. The stick slaves are quite skilled. When the stick slaves and the listening slaves work together, basically no one dares to cause trouble in the Crescent Hotel. '
The evil spirit was still chattering to Sang Mo about some past events at the Crescent Hotel, all of which were hearsay, and Sang Mo just listened for fun.
Tingnu served the dishes very quickly, and Sang Mo looked at them a few more times. In fact, he had only been to Xinyue Hotel once, and that was to pack up food.
I don't know much about the Crescent Hotel, or rather, I don't have many memories of it. The only thing I remember is that the Crescent Hotel was a high-end hotel that hosted auctions, and I don't have any more memories than that.
When all the dishes were served, Xie Yuchen said, "Start eating first. If there's not enough food, order more."
The host had spoken, and Sang Mo picked up his chopsticks and prepared to start eating. He was very quiet the whole time, as if he was really eating seriously.
This made the five people present feel a little uncomfortable. It seemed that Sang Mo's condition after losing his memory this time was a little bit weird. He seemed to be in a cautious state?
Hei Xia Zi did have some speculations. Since Sang Mo's memory remained on the time he chose to attack him, he would definitely be careful in every way to avoid being suspected by him.
The fact that one's heart is quiet can barely explain it.
In fact, the dinner table was still very lively. Fatty Wang and Wu Xie kept initiating chat boxes, but Sang Mo didn't listen.
There was an evil spirit whispering in his ear, so he just focused on listening to what the evil spirit was saying. He had no energy to listen to what Wu Xie and Fatty Wang were saying.
After eating a bowl of rice, Sang Mo also drank a bowl of lily, lotus seeds and black chicken soup. He patted his full stomach and picked up the wet towel beside him to wipe his mouth.
I saw him put down his chopsticks, and just sat on the chair with his eyes empty and his mind wandering, still without revealing anything in his mind.
Xie Yuchen glanced at Hei Xia Zi obscurely, then smiled and called out, "Sang Mo?"
Sang Mo didn't react and was distracted.
Xie Yuchen called out twice more before Sang Mo regained his composure. He looked at Xie Yuchen and asked, "?"
Xie Yuchen asked: "Are you full? There are still many dishes that haven't been served yet, do you want to eat more?"
Sang Mo nodded and shook his head, raised his hand and made an OK gesture uncertainly, then stood up and made a gesture to leave.
I'll leave when I'm full. I don't want to stay here anymore.
As soon as he stood up, everyone put down their chopsticks. Hei Xiazi stood up directly, "Want to go back? Xiazi will take you back."
Sang Mo glanced at him, turned around and left the private room.
Hei Xia Zi, Ya Ba and Hua Er Ye looked at each other, then chased Sang Mo out of the private room with their long legs.
Sang Mo walked out of the Crescent Hotel, came to the parking space, unlocked the door and got into the driver's seat.
Black Blind Man walked over quickly and blocked the car door. "How about letting Blind Man drive you back this time?"
Sang Mo, who was sitting in the driver's seat, stared at him, shook his head, and pointed to the co-pilot seat next to him.
Hei Xia Zi had no choice but to close the car door, walk around, open the passenger door and sit in.
The car drove all the way to the Dijing Building. Hei Xiazi casually found a topic to talk about, "What's wrong? Is the dinner not to your liking?"
Sang Mo felt a little strange, and the subtle feeling in his heart became even stronger.
[I clearly remembered that I was the one who was trying to conquer him, but now it seems like he is trying to please me? 】
[Four years later, he seemed not only less lonely, but also more cheerful and a little bit mean. 】
Hei Xiazi felt an arrow hit his chest, "......"
To be honest, this sentence is really heartbreaking.
[Host, people will change. When they experience different things at different times and stages, their mentality and thoughts will naturally change. 】
[Is there any way, or a punishment exchange? I need vocal cords to speak. 】
【....cannot. 】
Sang Mo was not disappointed, but he suddenly felt that being a mute did seem to affect communication.
Although he didn't know why he suddenly had such an idea, he always felt as if someone had said something similar before.
[Oh, not surprising. Go back to sleep. Maybe you will lose your memory again when you wake up this time. 】
Black blind man, "."
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