wife's choice

Chapter 1496 He Doesn't Have That Qualification!

How could I not see behind the Young Master's house, the hotel staff all looked at me with twinkling eyes, they all heard about Shengmen and wanted me to help see the doctor.

The purpose of Shengmen is to serve ordinary people. I admit that I have done very badly. Ever since I became the master of the sect, I have been focusing on my personal hatred.

But they are not serious, they are nothing more than normal sub-health. Although I have the level of medical treatment for three-legged cats, they are more than enough
I walked slowly towards the back of the hotel with no expression on my face, which is where the hotel imports and exports goods.

Cars are coming and going, and it is also the dirtiest corner of the entire hotel, with a dozen or so trash cans piled up.

Before people arrive, they can smell the smell of bad soup and bad vegetables, which makes people very happy.

I lit a cigarette, dispelled the smell, and walked over slowly.
It's lunch time now, the hotel staff are busy, the figure is so busy that the heels hit the back of the head, and he keeps being scolded for being incompetent, if he can do it, he will do it, if he can't, he will get out!
The figure angrily kicked the trash can a few times, making his whole body smell bad. He clenched his fists, then loosened them, and continued to enter the hotel with his head down.

Seeing that he was so useless, I didn't do anything, I just turned around and went to the hotel to eat, and then quietly waited while smoking a cigarette. Now I still have this city.

However, it is impossible for me to stand outside and wait for him.

Because, he is not qualified for that!
Fu Sheng steals half a day's leisure!
Make a pot of tea, sit quietly, let go of your mind, don't think about anything, and don't want to think about it.

It's a rare moment of silence, and I don't want to be disturbed by anything.

When it was dinner time, the hotel was busy again, and all the busyness had nothing to do with me. I was out of tune with the laughter and busyness here.

The last person who dined had already left, and glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

I just got up and walked to the back kitchen again, waiting for that person to get off work.

The others have almost left, only he has not yet appeared.

I just stood in the cold wind and waited for an hour. The Young Master didn't dare to leave me here alone, and stood beside me, sucking my nose in the cold.

Relying on the little fireworks to keep warm, my face was terribly pale and trembling, and I opened my mouth several times to help me call someone out.

I just glanced at it lightly, and the Young Master immediately shut up.

It was past twelve o'clock, and a figure came out of the back kitchen exhaustedly. The small action of locking the door took almost all of his strength.

Squatting on the steps, resting for a while, shivering from the cold wind, shrank his neck, turned up his collar, pulled out a crumpled cigarette case, and took out a crumpled cigarette from it.

Against the cold wind, the cigarette was lit for almost 3 minutes before it was lit.

He didn't notice that my young master and I were watching from the sidelines.

After lighting it, he took a puff contentedly, but there was no cigarette. The cigarette broke in the middle, so he could only throw away the half with the butt, and took a deep puff.

Mouth full of smoke, spit unhappily, got up and walked towards us.

He has been walking with his head down, not daring to raise his head, his eyes are evasive, as if he is avoiding something.

Even when walking, try to walk in corners, in dark places, and not even in bright places.

When passing us, he lowered his head, leaned sideways, and slipped between the shoulders of my young master and I, without looking up at us from the beginning to the end.

(End of this chapter)