Chapter 357 The Perverted Old Man (1)

After choking on Zhao Youming, Zhao Youlin was in a good mood, but unfortunately, there are people in this world who can't see her too well. Just a few steps out of Zhao Youming's sight, Zhao Youlin's phone rang.

Zhao Yulin glanced at the caller ID on the phone, and unconsciously frowned.

Not long after answering the phone, Zhao Youlin's face changed, and she said to Xiao Jingyao who was following behind her: "I have to leave for a while, Uncle Xiao, you go up first." Then she quickly disappeared in front of Xiao Jingyao.

Xiao Jingyao looked at the back of Zhao Youlin leaving in a hurry, and murmured worriedly: "What's the rush? There will be a small meeting in a while! Sigh..."

Inside the clean pastry shop, the autumn sunlight shone through the bright glass windows into the people inside the shop, making people feel so warm and comfortable that they wanted to close their eyes and take a nap on the spot.

Because this time period is not the peak of the flow of people, there are very few people in the store.

But among the few people, there was one guest who was so different that the people at the bar couldn't help but look sideways frequently.

"Tell me, who the hell is that old man? Why is he dressed so strangely? It can't be... It can't be... some kind of gangster who murders and robs goods, right?" Shuang Shuang held her apple face and stood at the front desk with a panicked look on her face. Several people on the side asked.

Everyone stared blankly speechlessly, Jiangyang Bandit?This girl must have watched too many costume martial arts movies recently.

Surprisingly, however, there are still people willing to respond to her.

Xiao Wei dragged his right hand with his left hand, resting his chin on one hand as if thinking, and said with an inscrutable expression: "It's hard to say, have you seen the car that the old man was sitting in just now. The latest version of Rolls-Royce, the world's most famous car. The one with a limited edition is not something you can buy with just money!"

"...The Jiangyang robbers these days drive luxury cars in such a flamboyant manner, ostentatiously dressed in such a strange way, to attract the attention of others, for fear that others will not recognize him?"

Xiao Wei: "..."

"Since he's not Jiang Yang's bandit, why is he dressed so weirdly? And since he just sat down, that guy's eyes have never left An Yue's body, and he still smiles so...wretchedly, I always feel..." Shuang Shuang He folded his arms exaggeratedly and shivered, "It's scary!"

Several people unconsciously shifted their gazes to the old man after hearing the words. The old man's attire was not really weird, but because he was too elegant, or pretending to be aggressive, sitting in such a relatively relaxed leisure pastry shop, especially But most of the guests on the side are still young people who are about the same age as them. Against this backdrop, the old man's side looks extraordinarily weird.

Mr. Zhao didn't know that his meticulous attire fell into the eyes of others, and he had already equated it with weirdness. With a smile on his face that Shuang Shuang called obscene, he looked at the woman standing opposite him with a smile. The child tried his best to be a kind elder, and said gently: "You are An Yue? Are you making these pastries?"

An Yue looked at the smile on the old man's face, nodded timidly, hesitated, and asked softly: "Yes... yes, I am An Yue. What's wrong with these pastries? Are they... not to your liking?"

"No, no, these pastries are delicious, and they are not very sweet, and they look very fresh, are they freshly made?" The old man saw that the girl in front of him was a little shy, and tried his best to Let your tone be gentler, and look at the girl in front of you like a loving elder.

An Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the customer say that the cakes he made were delicious, and then heard the old man ask if the cakes were freshly made. He only knew that the other party cared about the freshness of the food, and hurriedly explained: "The cakes in our shop are delicious. The desserts are basically freshly made. As for the sweetness, I added a little less sugar because the guests may not be suitable for eating too sweet and greasy things.”

The old man's smile became brighter when he heard this. Although this girl is a little shy and easily shy, she is gentle and considerate, and knows how to take care of others, and this person's appearance...

A gleam of light quickly flashed across the old man's eyes, but he quickly withdrew the gleam deep in his eyes.

Those eyes full of vicissitudes gently looked at the girl in front of him, and the more he looked at her, the more he liked her, and he was secretly proud.

If Zhao Youlin knew the old man's heartfelt words, she would definitely give him two words: ha ha!

The old man didn't tell people to leave, An Yue was too polite to turn around and run away, so she stood stiffly on the spot, bearing the ambiguous gaze cast by the old man, and unconsciously lowered her head...low...low...

Just when An Yue was hairy all over by the old man, and wished she could just dig a hole in the ground to hide herself, the savior finally arrived.

"Guest, your pear juice. Yueyue, I just saw another customer coming in to order your pastries. You can go to the back and work on it. I'll treat you here." An Qi put the pear juice on the tray After bringing it in front of the old man, he turned his head and winked at An Yue, telling her to withdraw first.

An Yue was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to the old man, turned and left, so fast that the old man didn't even have a chance to ask to stay.

Looking at the back of his future granddaughter-in-law going away, the old man's face showed a bit of regret unabashedly.

Little did she know that this expression of his fell into the eyes of the people around her, making her even more sure of what she thought in her heart, this old man was a pervert who coveted her sister!
The old man, who didn't realize that he was despised, finally turned his gaze away from An Yue, when he heard a cold voice from beside him: "Sir, take it easy, I'll take my leave first."

"Wait!" The old man, who was about to extract a few more words about his future granddaughter-in-law from other people, hurriedly reached out and grabbed An Qi's hand to pull her back when he heard An Qi's words.

No, this action brought him extremely serious consequences.

"Sir, what are you doing?" An Qi was startled by the old man's sudden grasp, turned around and asked in shock.

"Oh my god, that perverted old man is holding on to Sister An Qi's hand!"

"Ah, what does that old man want to do to An Qi?"

"Fuck, what else can I do, of course I'm molesting Sister Anqi! You really are a pervert, at such an old age, you even ran to grab the hand of a young girl."

"Yes, yes, you see, Sister Anqi is almost crying from fright. No, we have to hurry over to help."

"Uh-huh!"

After the commotion, a group of waiters standing at the front desk rushed towards the two of them as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

(End of this chapter)

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