An Mu's hand holding the can stiffened for a few seconds, and then replied, "I went to his grandfather's house." ” "You didn't quarrel, did you?"
Murong Yi asked again.
"How can you ask that?
We're fine.
How do you think that?
An Mu replied a little crampedly.
Although he was facing his younger brother, An Mu didn't want to talk about his emotional problems.
"He wasn't very kind to me during the dinner that day, and then he met Chu Tianli yesterday as well, so I asked that."
Murong Yi laughed at himself and said, "It seems that the suitors around you are not very kind to me." ” "Where is the ......," An Mu raised his head and took a sip of the beer in his hand.
The heat of the hot pot rose between the two of them, blurring their vision.
After An Mu ate a few bites of shabu-shabu in silence, he no longer had a taste.
It's not that Murong Yi's question just now made her a little upset, but that she kept thinking of Situ Xuan in her mind, wondering if he had eaten well, and whether he had missed her......
One thought was pressed down, and another came to mind......
However, she picked up her mobile phone and looked at it a few times, but there was still no news or call from Situ Xuan.
If An Mu was still angry when she came out of the company, then now she is starting to be a little worried.
Is it really okay for him to keep shutting down like this?
How is the company's affairs handled?
An Mu was already thinking about it in his heart, should he go to Ding Lihua and ask where Situ Xuan's grandfather's house was......
Murong Yi stopped his chopsticks when he saw the girl opposite absentmindedly eating a few bites of vegetables, and then kept picking up the phone and putting it down.
After repeating it a few times, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Sister?
What happened to you?
Is there something else?
” "Nope."
An Mu shook his head and said with a reluctant smile: "It's just a habit to look at your phone."
You know, the Bowheads ......"
"It's not good to bow down.
Especially when eating. ” Murong Yi put the shabu shrimp on An Mu's plate: "Eat well, you only ate a few bites of vegetables just now." ” The shrimp on the plate are bright in color and look very delicious.
But An Mu still couldn't lift his taste, and said a little apologetically: "I'm full."
So......
It's time to live up to this delicious shrimp. ” "Fail the shrimp?
Why don't you say that you have failed me?
Murong Yi was so amused by her description that he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, soon Murong Yi thought of one thing, he remembered that Situ Xuan had a habit of cleanliness.
It is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, could it be that An Mu also has a cleanliness habit, and couldn't help asking: "You don't also have a cleanliness habit, right?"
If that's the case......
That's not right with me. ” "No, no, no, I don't.
It's just that......
I really don't have much appetite today.
An Mu waved his hand and hurriedly clarified.
When Murong Yi saw her say this, he simply wiped the corners of his mouth and raised his hand to call the waiter.
"Pay the bill."
"Aren't you eating?"
"I'm here to eat with you, and since you don't eat it, then I won't eat it either."
When the waiter came to check out, he saw that the contents of the plate on the table had barely touched.
"Sir, four hundred and twenty-six in all......
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Excuse me, do you want to pack this dish?
The waiter asked kindly.
"Packing?
Ha-" After Murong Yi heard this, he took out a pure white bank card from his wallet and handed it over, teasing: "Little sister, go and ask the person who took this card if he needs to pack it?"
” The waiter took the card handed over by Murong Yi and walked to the bar with some confusion.
However, soon the waiter came back with the bill and bank card.
"Sir, your card."
The waiter placed the card on the table.
Murong Yi was a little surprised, because his white card was very noble, and every time he paid in a five-star hotel, the waiter would show an expression of awe.
But why is the waiter at this hot pot restaurant so calm?
"Are you wondering why the waiter wasn't surprised by this white card at all?"
As soon as An Mu saw Murong Yi's expression when he took out his bank card, he knew that he wanted to deliberately slap the waiter's face.
Who asked the waiter to ask Murong Yi, who is the most concerned about quality and face, "packing".
"Well, but......
She didn't seem surprised at all. ” Murong Yi was not surprised that it was fake, and sighed: "Sure enough, it is Province B, and the waiters in a small hot pot restaurant are so indifferent. ” "Hahaha......"
An Mu was about to die of laughter.
The two of them walked out of the door of the hot pot restaurant, An Mu did not rush into the elevator, but took advantage of the fact that the welcome at the door did not pay attention, grabbed Murong Yi's arm and pulled him around to the "kitchen" of the hot pot restaurant.
"What are you doing here?"
Murong Yi frowned and asked.
The back kitchen of this hot pot restaurant is greasy and greasy, and it looks extremely unappetizing.
"Don't you want to know why the waiter isn't curious about your bank card?"
An Mu asked slyly.
"Shall we go to the kitchen and find out?"
Murong Yi was interested now.
An Mu walked a few steps and pointed to the front: "The front is the cashier, there are not many people here, let's go over and see if we can hear the answer?"
Well, if that waiter isn't a gossip person, then we're going to have to go back in vain. ” But apparently An Mu's luck was good, as soon as she and Murong Yi walked to the entrance of the restaurant, they heard the conversation between the cashier and the waiter.
"The man thought that he could pretend to be handsome. b？
Take out a white bank card and drag it?
The waiter's face was flushed, as if he had been wronged.
"I think the man looks like a bastard.
What about blood.
"The cashier remembered the silhouette of the guest at the table I saw just now, and the appearance should not be too high.
The waiter sneered: "Cut, mixed wool?"
If you don't know it, you can add a contact lens. ” Hearing this, An Mu raised his eyes with great sympathy and glanced at Murong Yi beside him.
However, he is quite calm, but his eyebrows are a little high.
Obviously, he didn't expect to be despised by the waiter.
"I don't think so......
It's not that natural, is it?
The cashier was skeptical.
"It must be whole, I think that girl is also an ordinary person, I guess I want to deceive. p. ” The waiter's brain was very big, and he continued to complain: "You said, take a black card if you take a bank card, what kind of white card do you take, it's really funny!"
” "But......
Speaking of which, I've never seen that white card before, and it looks so different......
"The cashier recalled.
An Mu was happy to hear it, and his wrist was tightened and he was directly pulled out of the back kitchen by Murong Yi.
"What?
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Angry, huh?
An Mu smiled a little wickedly.
"It's the first time I've heard someone say that about me."
Murong Yi replied with a tense face.
Would someone say that his white card is not as good as a black card?
So he still has a purple silk card in his wallet, isn't it even worse than a black card?
I really don't know what to say.
Murong Yi, who left with a frustration, didn't know that if he stayed for a few more minutes, he would hear the waiter's exclamations.
Because the cashier always felt that the white card was very unusual, so he curiously searched the Internet for what the card came from.
After this search, both the waiter and her exclaimed, it turned out that the handsome man really had some identity.
The waiter patted his chest and confessed: "God!
What a trench this man is......
If he comes next time, I will definitely apologize to him......"
"People of this status should never come again...... cashier said with some emotion.