Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of revenge

Chapter 586 Don't Blame Me You're Welcome

After a big meal was cooked, Leng Wuxin, a helper, looked much more tired than Mo Yunting, the chef. He sat on the kitchen carpet in a disfigured manner, watching Mo Yunting take off his apron, mocking himself.

"Mo Yunting, I didn't think I was much worse than you before, but now I have to admit that I'm not as good as you in terms of housework."

"It's best for you to realize your incompetence. I don't need to emphasize it myself."

Leng Wuxin was not angry either, she shook her hands and said helplessly, "I think doing these things is more tiring than killing people. It seems that I am only suitable for killing people in this life."

Hades Palace is a well-known killer organization. If someone hires them at a high price to kill someone, they will be able to kill someone and create a series of complications to cover up all evidence.

It was a rampant organization, and even if the police knew that they had wiped out many lives in private, they couldn't do anything to it because there was no evidence.

Mo Yunting hung the apron on the wall hook, and looked at Leng Wuxin's outstretched hands, the fingertips were white and wrinkled due to soaking in water for too long.

"Leng Wuxin, do you plan to completely transform the Palace of the King of Hell? Now that you are not deeply involved in business, if you want to completely transform, I can give you all the shares that belong to me."

Honey color is a big underground legend in London, Leng Wuxin's shares are not comparable to Huangfu Yuncheng and Mo Yunting, but their annual income is several hundred million, let alone theirs.

But in the face of Mo Yunting's sincerity, he was not moved at all, and slightly lowered his eyelids and sneered.

"Are you giving me alms?"

"..."

"No matter how much money and power you give me, I don't care. If you can give me the only thing I want, maybe I will be grateful."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Hehe, it's just a joke, of course I know myself." Leng Wuxin lazily stood up, "She's not an item, we don't have the final say."

"Even if she is an item, I won't give it to you!"

The kitchen door was open, and Neravin and Beicheng had just brought the dishes to the dining room.

Dai Lanshan looked helplessly at the door of the dining room and did not see Mo Yunting and Leng Wuxin. She was worried that the two of them would find something unpleasant behind her back, so she left the table and walked towards the kitchen.

I just heard the two of them talking about their topic, and their tone was quite unfriendly, and Yun Ting's tone was still tinged with anger.

She walked in quickly and said with a smile, "What are you talking about here? We are waiting for you, let's go eat!"

The two men looked at her at the same time, and their eyes became softer instantly. She smiled and nodded at Leng Wuxin, walked to Mo Yunting and took his arm.

"Yunting, what did you and Wuxin do in the kitchen?"

Mo Yunting stared fondly at Dai Lanshan's red eyes, "Didn't Su Wenhua tell you the gossip?"

"Of course I told you, but I don't believe it." She looked at Leng Wuxin happily like a little girl, "Why did the majestic Young Master of the Palace of the King of Hades lay hands on my husband?"

Leng Wuxin's eyes dimmed slightly, and he walked out of the kitchen, saying quietly, "Learn a craft, so you won't be starved to death in the future."

Dai Lanshan's red eyes flashed, and he raised his head to look at the calm Mo Yunting, "Did you make fun of him with your skills?"

Mo Yunting pulled out his arm to hug Dai Lanshan and walked out, "Don't worry about him, he can bear it very well."

"..."

As soon as Leng Wuxin walked into the dining room, he caught a glimpse of the three right-hand men sitting next to each other, namely Su Wenhua, Narawin and Beicheng. He frowned. When he was in the Palace of the King of Hades, he ate alone. Beicheng Never had dinner with him.

People like them have the concept of master and servant since they were young, and they will not eat at the same table, even if they are camping and eating, they will not squat together to eat.

Mu Qin saw through Leng Wuxin's thoughts at a glance, hehe laughed twice, and looked at Feng Tangjin beside him, "It's better for my family Jin to do this! I don't want to discriminate against my subordinates!"

Leng Wuxin glanced at Mu Qin and said nothing, picked a seat separated from everyone by a chair, Rong Tianhua was sitting across the chair to his right.

Rong Tianhua glanced at the empty space between the two, then at the empty space between Leng Wuxin and Tang Jin, thinking that only Dai Lanshan and Mo Yunting were left. How about separating them abruptly?

Leng Wuxin obviously didn't realize the consequences of such a building, he just simply didn't want to get close to anyone.

So, when Mo Yunting walked in with Dai Lanshan in his arms, he glanced at the vacant seats on the left and right of Leng Wuxin, no matter which seat Lanshan sat on, he was next to Leng Wuxin.

With a low growl, "Leng Wuxin, you did it on purpose!"

The faces of the group of people on the spot changed, for fear that this reunion dinner would become a battlefield.

Then, Mo Yunting glanced at Su Wenhua, "Who told you to sit? You still sit so obediently? I'm so tired in the kitchen, just to serve you?"

Su Wenhua quickly stood up, and hurriedly exited the dining table, drooping his ears and not daring to make a sound.

Silently crying in my heart: I have the same position as Narawin, why do you only see me and get angry at me, Mr. Mo...

Narawin was seven years older than Mo Yunting, and the two of them were not masters and servants in the devil training camp before, so Mo Yunting subconsciously did not regard Narawin as a servant.

But Su Wenhua was different. From the very beginning, he followed him as a full-time assistant, and he was used to yelling at Su Wenhua for all kinds of running for him.

Dai Lanshan slapped off the hand on his shoulders, "What are you doing! Since it's a reunion dinner, there is no distinction between master and servant! Why don't you be cold and sensible! Besides, don't you always put Do your subordinates treat you as brothers? How can you get angry about this kind of thing!"

When Mo Yunting heard that Dai Lanshan was comparing himself with Leng Wuxin, his face became even more ugly, and he glared at her, "You sincerely don't want me to have a hard time, do you?"

"No, I'm just trying to reason with you. We finally got together today. Why are you looking for something to lose your temper..."

Mo Yunting stared at Dai Lanshan. In fact, he didn't dislike Su Wenhua sitting in front of the dining table. He got angry because he was so cold and inadvertently separated the two seats.

"Mo Yunting, you have something to say, don't get angry at irrelevant people." Leng Wuxin stood up and walked to Su Wenhua's seat to sit down, and coldly glanced at the smelly face Mo Yunting. "Let me see you get angry at Lan Shan for no reason again, don't blame me for being rude."

Embarrassed, Dai Lanshan pulled Mo Yunting to sit next to each other, and shouted at Su Wenhua, who was standing innocently beside him, "Su Wenhua, come and sit down!"

Feng Tangjin also glanced at Mo Yunting, and found that he was next to Dai Lanshan, so he quickly changed places with Mu Qin. It would be better for Mu Qin to be next to Dai Lanshan, so that the meal could end perfectly.

(End of this chapter)