Zhan Qingyang is very accurate in judging people. He thinks Ming Ling's facial features are a bit similar to Nie Qiuhuan's. However, although she has an oval face, her facial features are not as delicate as Nie Qiuhuan's, and her temperament is also very different. I wonder if Master Ming really intends to use her to confuse Bo Junyi?

It is estimated to be a bit difficult.

"Master Ming, we are here for Mingsheng's matter." Bo Junyi knew that Master Ming was an old fox. The more he played tricks, the more troublesome it would be. It is better to ask directly.

Master Ming was stunned and frowned, "What happened to Mingsheng?"

"It seems that Master Ming doesn't know what is happening outside." Bo Junyi's black eyes were deep and sharp. He actually knew very well that Master Ming actually knew everything, but he was just pretending to be stupid.

Xiao Yu handed the information in his hand to Master Ming, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Ming Lei came over to take it, and then handed it to Master Ming for inspection. Master Ming read it once, and then threw the information in his hand on the tea table with force, "Asshole, what is this kid doing behind my back all day! I said it's almost the end of the year, why are the children not at home, Ming Lei, call him immediately and ask him to come back to me, don't go to S City and embarrass myself in front of my old friends!" "

Yes!" Ming Lei responded seriously, turned around and walked out of the greenhouse.

"Don't worry, Jun Yi, I will give you an explanation for this matter." Master Ming said seriously with a stern face.

Bo Junyi's sculptured facial features still showed no expression, and his tone was extremely cold. "This is not an explanation to me alone. I came here on behalf of the people in S City."

This visit was also a warning. If Mingsheng dared to do anything wrong again, the people in S City would no longer consider Mr. Ming's face.

Mr. Ming himself understood this. His sharp black eyes became more severe. "Well, I know. I'm sorry to bother you."

In fact, he was very dissatisfied. No one wanted to be threatened by a younger generation, even if he represented many people.

"Well, I'll take my leave first." Bo Junyi stood up and prepared to go back.

"Wait, it's not easy for you to come here, have a meal before you leave." Old Master Ming turned his anger into a smile, and pointed at Ming Ling beside him, "This girl cooks very delicious food, you try it."

"Thank you for the hospitality." Bo Junyi sat down slowly, this face cannot be denied.

"Grandpa, the food I cook is rare in a grand hall, and Brother Bo is used to eating delicacies from land and sea, please don't let your granddaughter embarrass others." Ming Ling said coquettishly, and she stomped her feet and her straight and slender long legs were exposed from the unsealed part of the cheongsam, which was very tempting.

She glanced at Bo Junyi with the corner of her charming eyes, but Bo Junyi was like an insulated body, without any reaction.

If it were any other man, she would always say a few compliments. As long as the two of them had eye contact, she didn't believe that the man would not take the bait.

But it was obvious that Bo Junyi was different from those men, and this aroused her desire to win.

"It's okay, it's just a home-cooked meal, you go and make it." Master Ming had known that this would happen. Bo Junyi was the most difficult to deal with.

It seemed that Ming Ling would have to work hard.

An hour later, Bo Junyi, Zhan Qingyang, Xiao Yu and Master Ming sat around a square table with six exquisitely prepared meals in front of them. Ming Ling was still busy in the kitchen, and it seemed that there was also a soup.

Master Ming had someone boil some fine wine, and he picked it up to pour for the three people. Xiao Yu smiled and stood up, "Master Ming, I can't trouble you to do this, let me do it." As he spoke, he picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine for himself and the other three people.

Master Ming raised his wine glass, "Come on, have a taste, it's the best wine."

The three of them raised their glasses together, clinked them with Master Ming's, and then drank them all in one gulp.

Seeing that they all drank up the food in one gulp, Master Ming smiled with great satisfaction, "Great, great, you are all young heroes, now, don't be so reserved, let's eat together."

He picked up his chopsticks, and the other three followed suit. After he took the first bite of the food, the other three put down their chopsticks.

This is the etiquette at the dinner table.

Old Master Ming was not arrogant. He asked about the three people's situation. When he heard that Zhan Qingyang had not yet married, he smiled and said, "You should have decided a long time ago. Being a star is just for fun. Your Zhan family is also rich and powerful, and they are waiting for you to inherit."

"You say it easily. It's hard to find a good girl now." Zhan Qingyang said with a smile, "But Miss Mingling is pretty, but it's a pity that I don't have that kind of luck." This was a test, and everyone at the dinner table understood.

Old Master Ming smiled, glanced at Bo Junyi, and said lightly, "That girl has a lover. I won't force her. Let her choose for herself."

Zhan Qingyang glanced at Bo Junyi with the corner of his eye. Did you hear that? This is specially prepared for you.

Less than five minutes later, she changed into her casual clothes, and came out of the kitchen wearing an embroidered apron, holding a bowl of West Lake beef soup in her hands.

"Come, have a taste, this is the soup I made." She smiled sweetly and with the pride of a lady from a wealthy family.

She put down the bowl, picked up the bowl and was about to serve soup to everyone. When it came to Bo Junyi's bowl, her hands shook for some reason, and some soup spilled on Bo Junyi's hands.

Ming Ling was nervous for a moment, frowned, and grabbed Bo Junyi's hand, "Brother Bo, are you okay? The soup is so hot, are you not burned?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Bo Junyi's deep eyes. He pulled his hand out and said coldly, "It's okay."

"I'll get you some ointment." As soon as Ming Ling's hand was empty, he pulled his hand back. She thought that her hands had always been soft, and she would feel it as long as a man touched it.

This was the second time. She failed twice. It doesn't matter, there is still a third time!

After dinner, Master Ming didn't let them go. He pulled the three of them and said he wanted to play mahjong.

Zhan Qingyang never refused anyone who came. Xiao Yu was not interested, so Ming Ling took his place.

The four of them sat around the card table and played mahjong.

At this time, Bo Junyi's cell phone rang. He was about to go out to answer it, but Master Ming smiled and said, "Just answer it here. There's no one around."

Even after he said that, Bo Junyi picked up the phone directly. Nie Xunhuan's very pleasant voice came out from inside, "Hello?"

"Yeah." Bo Junyi's dark eyes darkened, she finally realized that the call was coming.

"It's me." Nie Xunhuan on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, in fact, she didn't know why she called Bo Junyi, but when the call was connected, she didn't know what to say.