Doting Wife N+1: Husband, good night

Chapter 217 Sure enough, I'm courting death!
The place where the four of them ate was a luxurious international hall in the central area. The private rooms were luxurious and noble, with a strong European local style, and the entire decoration was extravagant and frightening.

Of course, the rain outside is getting heavier and heavier at this moment. Although sitting in this private room can't feel the rainy day outside, but can feel the atmosphere is very oppressive and heavy.

The four of them sat down to order, and the bottle of red wine Rong Che ordered was already priceless. Yu Mobei smiled slightly, with something else in his tone: "Young Master Rong, it's just a family sitting down for a home-cooked meal, why bother?" Such a waste?"

"Mr. Yu misunderstood, this wine was ordered for my wife, she likes it, you can do whatever you want." Rong Che's attitude was very arrogant, and he didn't give Yu Mobei any face at all.

An Yanyan's heart is filled with tens of thousands of sloppy horses. When did she like the sky-high price of red wine that she couldn't even afford?

"Yeah, this wine is my favorite drink, and my husband understands me." Although he didn't think so in his heart, An Yanyan acted like a husband and wife, and kissed Rong Che's face after speaking.

Show affection, anyone can!
Besides, she is very happy now. She felt sorry for Yu Mobei before, but now she has no such thoughts at all. Isn't he with Su Zixing now?
Whether true love is easy to use, in An Yanyan's opinion, the result is the same for her. Yu Mobei has no chance, and if he misses it, he misses it!
The slap of Yu Mobei was not light, Yu Mobei was very embarrassed, so he turned to Su Zixing and asked, "Zixing, what do you want to eat?"

"Listen to you, I can eat anything."

"Yeah, we've been abroad for so many years, and we've gotten tired of eating these things. I really lost my appetite after seeing them. Thinking about it, our Chinese food is delicious." Yu Mobei's words definitely mean something else.

"Knowing that Chinese food is delicious but insisting on going abroad, I can't blame other people. I didn't know how to eat it at the beginning, so I gave up. What's the use of thinking about it now? Besides, it's easy to choke to death if you eat the wrong food. Mr. Yu decided!"

After hearing Rong Che's words, An Yanyan was dripping with sweat, this metaphor is really apt!

Yu Mobei smiled calmly, and replied: "I don't need to worry about this, I still know my own taste."

Rong Che's eyes became darker, and his murderous intentions became more and more serious. Yu Mobei's meaning was already obvious, which meant that he was still thinking about An Yanyan, but he chose to date Su Zixing because he was thinking about An Yanyan.

Missing her wife, using his sister!
Yu Mobei, you really are looking for death!

If it wasn't because Su Zixing didn't know about it, and didn't want her to know, Rong Che had already torn his face at this moment, how could he still go around the old man like a secret word with him?
"It's just a meal. Why don't you choke to death? Cousin, how are you going to scold me? Let's talk about it when we get home. Can we eat now?" Rong Che and Yu Mobei were probably the only ones talking about it. People can't understand it, but even though she can't understand it, she can tell that the smell of gunpowder is too strong.

"That's right, eat first, eat first, I'm almost starving to death." An Yanyan also quickly responded.

The waiter brought the meal up and the four of them started to eat. Before the meal, An Yanyan tasted the red wine at that day's price, and couldn't help saying: "Well, this wine is just to my taste, the more you drink it, the better it tastes. I didn’t find the right taste, or my husband understands me best.”

(End of this chapter)