Chapter 16 The cafeteria aunt’s Parkinson’s disease healed itself.



Chapter 16 The cafeteria aunt's Parkinson's disease healed itself.

There were no classes in the second semester of the junior year. Except for occasionally reporting to the school for something, Su Mu basically practiced piano at home to prepare for competitions.

But the Su residence is no longer his home now, and he can't stay there for much longer.

"I don't want to," Su Mu pouted.

Chu Hanting laughed angrily, "Then where do you want to go?"

"To eat," Su Mu's eyes were bright, staring at him, as if he wanted to go with me.

Chu Hanting turned his head away uncomfortably, but he could still feel the burning gaze on him.

He wanted to refuse, but every minute and every second of his time was precious. If he wasted more time on one person, he would lose a big order worth hundreds of millions.

But when he met Su Mu's eyes, which were as bright and clear as a spring, and these eyes only focused on reflecting his reflection, the words of refusal got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it out.

Forget it, just this time he will agree to it, and then he will have to find a chance to make it clear to Su Mu that the two of them are just pretending to deal with the elders, and they are not really dating.

Sighing: "Go, I'll treat you."

"No. Accompany me." Su Mu corrected firmly.

For Chu Hanting, he can accept anywhere, whether Su Mu wants to go to a Western restaurant with red wine and foie gras, or a Chinese restaurant with a full banquet, he can afford it.

However, when Su Mu took him to the "First Canteen", Chu Hanting rarely doubted his life.

He said with some embarrassment: "Su Mu, do you want to take me to the cafeteria?"

"Yeah," Su Mu nodded obediently, pulled Chu Hanting's sleeve, and pulled him into the cafeteria.

The contractor of this cafeteria is worthy of being selected by the school from many bidders. The strength behind it is extraordinary. The cafeteria is very clean, and there is no oily smell that goes straight to your nose as soon as you enter. Instead, there are various aromas of vegetables, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Two handsome guys coming to the cafeteria will naturally attract people's attention. Su Mu is wearing casual clothes, but his face is excellent.

And Chu Hanting, needless to say, the sudden appearance of such a mature man in a suit on campus must have caused a group of adolescent girls to scream.

Su Mu led people to line up in an orderly manner. The girls behind him covered their mouths and laughed, while the other boys angrily hated these two people who attracted all the girls' attention.

It was Su Mu's turn to get food. He ordered potatoes, braised chicken and a portion of celery. Chu Hanting was too lazy to speak, so he just randomly pointed at a few dishes with his fingers.

The auntie who served the food had never seen such a posture before. Even the most naughty and poor students in the school had to say sweetly "Auntie, don't shake your hands" when they came to the cafeteria.

But when this person waved his hand, she felt like she was a minister in the Golden Palace, being told what to do.

It was impossible for her hands to shake. She scooped up a big spoonful and didn't even shake it. The students next to her in the back looked at her with envy.

When it was brought to Chu Hanting's hand, it was heavy, and each grid was full, stacked up like a small mountain.

The two found a clean and spacious window seat to sit.

As soon as they sat down, Su Mu couldn't help laughing when he saw Chu Hanting's full basin.

He raised a thumb and praised: "As soon as you came, you cured the cafeteria aunt's Parkinson's disease, amazing."

Chu Hanting was also a little speechless, looking at this small mountain, it was a bit difficult to eat.

"Su Mu, you bullied Lin Xiang, didn't you?"

Suddenly, a loud voice shouted Su Mu's name from a distance.

Originally, Su Mu was admiring how a big president who usually drank and chatted with people was eating fireworks in the world.

He was very unhappy to be disturbed.

Zhang Gong led a group of people and walked towards Su Mu.

Others in the cafeteria saw a group of gang-like people who looked like bad boys coming in. They didn't look like they were going to eat, but to cause trouble. They kept away from them tacitly.

But they looked at them curiously from a safe area to see what they were going to do.

No matter what age, Chinese people can't escape the nature of eating melons.

"Isn't this the bad guy from the vocational school next door?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, or we won't hear you. Do you know this group of people?"

"I heard that Zhang Gong seems to have a crush on the campus belle of our school. He often comes to our school to chase her, and he does it in a big way."

"By the way, who is the campus belle of our school?"

"You don't even know this? The campus belle is Lin Xiang from the editing and directing department. I heard that Lin Xiang has a crush on someone from our school. According to gossip, someone saw the campus belle running on the street crying today. I heard that her confession failed."

"Then there's something interesting to watch."

The men ate melons excitedly, while the girls looked at Su Mu and the others worriedly.

Zhang Gong was a martial arts student at the vocational school next door. His favorite thing to do was to take his little brothers to fight and show off his might.

Normally, such a person should have been expelled from the school long ago, but no matter what trouble they got into, the school seemed to ignore it. At most, they were asked to write a self-criticism and read it aloud in the square, which was a punishment that had nothing to do with itching.

Zhang Gong had dyed yellow hair, a copper ring on his hand, and his eyebrows were curled up. He looked very difficult to deal with. He

walked over imposingly, surrounded the two of them, and said in a gangster tone, "Which one of you is Su Mu?"

He took a quick look and roughly knew that the one wearing a woolen sweater and a vest was Su Mu, but the man next to him was wearing a very expensive suit and leather shoes, and he didn't know where he came from. Since they were sitting together, he didn't know if this man would get involved.

His intuition told him that the man in the suit was not easy to mess with.

Chu Hanting watched silently without saying a word. He wanted to see how Su Mu would respond.

Su Mu wiped his mouth with a tissue, then slowly turned around to look at the group of people.

He didn't know him, but there seemed to be anger in his eyes, and he looked like he wanted to beat him up.

There was no doubt that he was here to cause trouble.

But why did he choose now when he could do it?

In the past, he didn't cherish the days when Chu Hanting was always close to him. Now, he felt that it was not easy to get someone to have a meal together. He didn't even know if the person would be willing to come next time, but he was interrupted.

"You'd better have something to say. Tell me."

Su Mu's voice was cold, but his words were like a bomb thrown into the lake, exploding and splashing water.

Zhang Gong and his men were more confused than each other.

No, brother, are you a big-headed person or are you heartless?

This is not the same as what they imagined.

Look, the group of people around them who are far away from them are reacting normally.

At the very least, if you encounter this situation, you can ask "What do you want from me?"

But why do they feel humiliated instead? We are the ones who are causing trouble for you, how come you are questioning us?

Chu Hanting chuckled lightly, with a smile on his lips.

He wanted to see whether Su Mu was a sick cat pretending to be a tiger, or a Siberian fighting cat with fangs.

Zhang Gong touched his back teeth and laughed in anger. He was originally venting his anger for his goddess because he was very sad to see her crying.

He thought the other party was just a gigolo. Now, apart from Lin Xiang's reasons, he wanted to beat this man.

It was nothing, this ordinary and arrogant man was pretending in front of him. If he didn't beat someone up to vent his anger, he wouldn't be himself.


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