After hearing this explanation, several customers suddenly realized what was going on. They all understood and said hurriedly, "No, no, go ahead and do your work, Master San."
If it weren't for Jiang Moyuan, they wouldn't even be able to reserve a seat in Han Pavilion.
After the secretary apologized again, he followed Jiang Moyuan away.
There were no other guests in the Han Pavilion at this time, and the waiters were waiting on the side.
The manager naturally saw this scene. He frowned and was about to step forward to stop it, but a look of surprise appeared on his face. He nodded silently and stepped back.
Fu Yunshen retracted his gaze and asked, "Would you like to eat more?"
The girl refused mercilessly: "No."
"Be obedient. Not eating is bad for your health."
"I won't eat it."
Nie Chao: “…”
The Seventh Young Master is really ill today.
And you even coerced and bribed the little girl to eat pig liver?
Seeing the girl's eyes full of resistance, Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a drawn-out tone: "You really don't want to eat?"
Ying Zijin pushed the plate away: "I don't like offal."
These pig livers were indeed special. After eating a plate of twelve slices, she clearly felt that the blood production in her body had increased significantly, even better than her own recovery effect.
But she really couldn't accept internal organs, and this was her limit.
"Then pack it up." Fu Yunshen knocked on the table, curled his lips, and smiled devilishly, "Put it in the refrigerator and heat it up tomorrow morning."
"Puff——" Nie Chao spit, "Seventh Young Master, aren't you afraid that the big boss will beat you up?"
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes and said in a gentle voice, "Little friend, look at how good I am to you, are you willing to hit me?"
Ying Zijin glanced at him, her eyes filled with a haze of apricot blossoms and drizzle, and she said slowly, "Yes, I can't bear to leave."
Fu Yun's deep peach blossom eyes narrowed, and his breath moved slightly: "Hmm?"
Nie Chao was shocked.
He was wrong. He thought this little sister was reserved and introverted, but who knew she could actually counterattack the Seventh Young Master. This was incredible.
At this moment, the bamboo curtain was suddenly pulled open, and the hanging wind chimes were pulled down with such great force that they fell to the ground with a crash.
"Who is it? Sorry to bother your Grandpa Nie..." Nie Chao turned his head and when he saw the man in the black suit, the rest of the words got stuck in his throat and he started coughing violently.
Oh shit, Jiang Moyuan?
What kind of evil fate is this?
He subconsciously looked at Ying Zijin, but saw that the girl had already picked up a bowl of longan and red date soup, as if she didn't see the person coming.
Her body was loose, her arms casually resting on the table, her eyebrows slightly raised, she did not look like a socialite, but she had a noble beauty that could not be ignored, like a medieval European princess walking out of an oil painting.
Jiang Moyuan looked down at the girl with a very superior attitude, and said in a deep voice: "You ran away from the hospital just to come here and hang out with these people?"
This sentence made Nie Chao angry, but he held back and did not move.
He doesn't care. He can't cause trouble for the little sister.
"Ying Zijin, I don't have time to discipline you." Jiang Moyuan glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said in an extremely cold tone, "You are not worth wasting my time, and I don't care whether you want to destroy yourself. I just warn you one thing-"
He paused, his eyes revealing the sharpness that only appears in the business world: "Don't let Lu Wei worry about it. She is not in good health. You should go home now and give Lu Wei an explanation."
The secretary also added tactfully: "I hope Miss Ying has self-awareness and doesn't pester the Third Master. The Third Master is very busy and has no time to accompany Miss Ying to make trouble."
Does this Miss Ying think that just because she also has the last name Ying, she can be compared with Miss Luwei?
She is just an adopted daughter. How can she compare with the most famous lady in Shanghai?
Do you still dream of having a place in the Third Master's heart?
That's too self-righteous.
The secretary glanced at the girl with contempt, and when he was about to say something, he saw her raise her head.
A face that is breathtakingly beautiful.
But the mist in the phoenix's eyes suddenly dissipated, and after the mist dissipated, there was a coldness.
"It's quite interesting. I've already escaped here, but Uncle Jiang still chased me and said he would discipline me." Ying Zijin supported himself on his elbows, his brows calm, "Who is pestering who?"
The secretary's face changed and he shouted angrily: "How dare you..."
But he didn't finish his words.
Fu Yunshen suddenly laughed. He raised his eyelashes slightly and glanced at the person standing there. His peach blossom eyes curved, deep and charming, and he said in a cynical tone: "It's not that great, kid, why don't you take a look at me?"
The tone is casual, but it is clear that he is defending someone.
The secretary didn't dare to say anything more.
It is true that Fu Yunshen is a dandy young man, but he is the most favored by Mr. Fu.
The Jiang family is very strong, but still slightly weaker than the Fu family.
Jiang Moyuan pursed his lips and his jaw tightened. He completely lost his patience and was so disappointed that he didn't even want to say a word. He didn't even look at the girl and turned away.
The secretary hurried to follow.
The surroundings returned to tranquility, with the sound of gurgling water mixed with the melodious sound of the guqin, as clear as jade.
Nie Chao felt like he was watching a big show and twisted around in excitement.
Fu Yun glanced at him and asked, "Is he possessed by a snake spirit?"
"Pfft." Nie Chao immediately straightened his posture. "Isn't this refreshing? Seventh Young Master, you and the boss cooperate really well."
Fu Yunshen ignored him and said lazily: "The pedestrian street, Disneyland, and the ocean aquarium are all suitable for children."
Ying Zijin’s hand paused.
"Okay, Seventh Master, the places you recommended are all common." Nie Chao was speechless, "Miss Ying, I'll tell you about a place that I guarantee not many people have heard of."
He said mysteriously: "Do you know the location of the TV tower?"
Ying Zijin nodded: "I know."
"There is an underground market there, it's so fun, there are gambling on stones, fortune-telling, and you can find rare antiques." Nie Chao was very excited, "Last time, someone bought a Yuan Dynasty blue and white double gourd pattern vase for a few dozen yuan, and made a fortune."
"Divination?" Ying Zijin listened attentively, "How do you do divination?"
"Hey, it's just playing tarot cards. Anyway, I don't believe in it." Nie Chao waved his hand, "Boss, if you want to play, I can take you..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted.
"Nie Chao." Fu Yunshen laughed softly, without any unnecessary emotion in his tone. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Right, right, that's nonsense!" Nie Chao shuddered, "What I said was all nonsense, Boss, you must not go."
Yes, the underground market is very chaotic and it only opens after midnight. It’s okay for young men to go there for fun, but rich ladies are not allowed to go there.
If this gets out, the little sister's reputation will be even worse and he will become a sinner.
Ying Zijin lowered his eyelashes and didn't ask any more questions.
Tarot cards, she had forgotten she had played them before.
But now that the earth’s spiritual energy has been exhausted, do real tarot cards still exist?
Fu Yunshen tilted his head, his peach blossom eyes suddenly curved: "Little boy, why are you staring at me?"
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