Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 692 The bracelet rolled to the feet of the ancestors!

Although Gu Pingting begged hard on the phone.

However, when Gu Shiyin heard that the medical beauty bracelet was really lost, her attitude immediately became cold:
"Pingting? Hello? Pingting? I'm sorry, Pingting, I have to board the plane here, the signal is not very good, I will contact you when I have time..."

Click, end the call.

Her medical beauty bracelet is so valuable, but she was lost by that idiot Gu Pingting, so she still has the face to ask her for help?

If Fang Yumei hadn't been tirelessly supporting her these days, the nutrients she needed would hardly be able to support her waistcoat and delicate appearance.

Without the bracelet, Gu Pingting is useless to her.

Crap is not worth wasting a second of your time.

It's better to hurry up and cultivate Fang Yumei's gourmet jade chopsticks.

Gu Shiyin hung up the phone and walked to the door of the Famo mansion in a hurry. When she saw a man with gray hair and blue eyes, she hurried up to shake hands: "Mr. Alexander, I kept you waiting, this way please—"

Alexander said thank you in French, and then said in unclear Chinese: "Why are you imperial people so strange?"

He pointed to the Famo mansion, which was lined up like snake cakes, but there was no one at the door of "Shishijian" at the end of the corridor.

The contrast is too stark.

Gu Shiyin smiled: "Please take a look, what kind of food is worth people queuing for a day and a night to eat. Even if there is a restaurant next to you that doesn't have to queue, it's stingy to take a look."

"Oh, look forward to it!" The old French man whistled rather childlike.

Just when Gu Shiyin and Alexander were laughing and walking back to the second floor.

At the end of the line, Gu Pingting clutched her phone in a daze: "Didn't my aunt say that the signal is not good for her to board the plane? But isn't that aunt talking to the French guy?"

Because she lost the bracelet, she became fat and thin and fainted in the rental house, and almost died.

Recalling that night, it was because she ordered a red wine foie gras takeaway, and she felt abnormal after eating it. She was so angry that she came here to verify whether there was something wrong with the restaurant's products.

Who knew there would be such a long queue!

If my aunt was inside, what kind of queue would she be in?

Gu Pingting called her aunt several more times at the top of her voice, but no one answered her.

She tugged at the manager again, insisting on letting her in alone, but the manager had no choice but to use the celebrity reception upstairs as a shield.

Gu Pingting heard it: "Ladies reception? I am a celebrity!"

She opened her phone again and searched in the wechat group... Who knows, after searching for a long time, she couldn't find the celebrity group at all.

Damn, who kicked her out of the group?
Aunt agreed that she would never give up on her, so how about supporting each other with her?Auntie, where are you, Auntie? !
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Bao Gucheng took Xi Zuer's hand and just got out of the elevator.

It was blocked by the bustling crowd.

He protected her, walked through the crowd, and passed Gu Pingting who was arguing with the restaurant manager to go in, without stopping in the slightest.

Xi Rubao, who was following behind, curled her lips: "No way, for an Internet celebrity restaurant, you have to die or live. Aren't other restaurants delicious? Isn't Chinese food delicious? Do you have to rush to eat French food?"

Xi Zuer looked back and smiled: "Ah, I understand this. There is a kind of child who has not been very smart since ancient times. He worships gods and also likes to worship foreign gods. He almost forgot about his ancestors."

Bao Gucheng said lightly: "The mentality of following the crowd is a disease of some Chinese people."

Xi Rubao straightened his spine: "I don't think the moon in foreign countries is round! Sis, your Xuefeng harp back then showed me that Western instruments are not as good as our imperial traditional instruments!"

"Hmm."

"Huh? Sister, what is that green, round, rolling thing on the ground?"

(End of this chapter)