I just don't understand why this thing would be given to a stranger.
It's still a poor family like the Mian family, looking for their own daughter who grew up in the countryside and lost money.
Mian'ao took the box without hesitation, sniffed it, and found that it was not food. He stuffed the box into Siming's arms with a look of disgust.
"I'm hungry." He sounded fierce and impatient.
Siming's goal has been achieved, and he no longer cares about his cotton-padded jacket: "Go, don't make trouble."
The cotton-padded jacket ran away happily.
Si Cheng glanced at the gift he had carefully selected, touched his nose, and thought that next time he would just give food, which would probably be popular.
Mian Yi glanced at the back of the man in cotton jacket without any expression, gritting her teeth in hatred.
It's impossible for her to just pat her butt and walk away after she has been embarrassed in front of everyone.
"Brother Shihui." The beauty shed tears, and I felt pity for her.
Meng Shihui wanted to say something to comfort him.
But Mr. Meng's gaze was so fierce that he couldn't show any mercy to her.
I could only pretend not to see it and stretched out my hand to Siming: "May I know what this brother's name is?"
Si Ming ignored Meng Shihui's outstretched hand: "I'm just a nobody, just here to get some food, no need to greet me."
He is the first person who can talk about eating and drinking for free so confidently.
Si Cheng grinned. Fortunately, this man was his brother. If it were someone else, he would definitely stand up for justice.
Meng Shihui was not angry, and calmly withdrew his hand: "A guest is a guest, thank you for your support, brother, then you can do whatever you want."
Meng Changqing stared at Si Ming's face for a second, feeling that it was somewhat familiar.
I can't remember and don't care. Maybe he really just followed that country girl from the Mian family to get free food and drinks.
"Young Master Si, let's sit over there and talk."
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