Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

Rhubarb wagged its tail and chased out, squatting at Yan Mo's feet, quietly waiting for her to call.

"Well, I see."

"Anjie, about the cooperation with Gong, you make a plan for me and I'll try."

"OK, boss, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

"Yan Mo!"

As soon as the phone hung up, a scream came.

Then something smashed over. Yan Mo quickly grabbed it and threw it out.

"Ah!"

The other party shouted again.

Yan Mo saw it clearly.

It was no one else who hit her. It was her good sister Yan Miao.

Yan Miao was probably mad and threw the bag at him.

She probably fought with Sheng Xia and tore more. She reacted faster than an ordinary girl. She caught Yan Miao's bag and threw it back.

Unfortunately, it hit Yan Miao in the corner of her eye.

Yan Miao's eyes were hit with blood, and she covered her eyes with a roar of pain.

Yan Mo spread his hand. Alas, I didn't mean it.

Rhubarb shouted at Yan Miao.

Although it is only gentle golden hair, it has a proud and uninhibited master.

Therefore, it has been a dog walking sideways since its birth. No one dares to provoke it. When facing outsiders, it has no docility.

"Yan Mo, how dare you hit me!"

Yan Miao covered the bleeding corners of her eyes, "you shameless bitch, who are you dating today!"

Yan Miao is unwilling, extremely unwilling.

Just now she was proud that Yan Mo had no chance to come to such a place again.

But in a twinkling of an eye, she actually saw Yan Mo coming out of the private room. The location of the private room was better than her one.

She's really going crazy.

Every time I feel like I want to compare Yan Mo, the reality always slapped her out of guard.

Oh, my face hurts.

"You mind me, get out of the way."

"I won't!"

Yan Miao snorted, "Yan Mo, I haven't settled accounts with you yet. You just let Huang Mao take a nude picture of me, you bitch!"

She has a loud voice. She yells out words like nude photos.

So that all the guests at the next table looked up at her.

Who sits below doesn't know how difficult it is to book the private room above.

Those who can eat on it are people who are either rich or expensive.

Now I can actually hear the hot news of taking nude photos. One by one, they all stare wide eyed and look at it curiously.

Yan Miao also noticed his improper wording and immediately lowered his voice, "Yan Mo, I came with Beicheng today. How jealous and sour? Beicheng specially asked me out for dinner, and there is a private room in Beicheng. We don't need to book a room at all. Just come and eat directly."

"Beicheng ordered a lot of dishes I like to eat. What if master Li likes you? I haven't seen Beicheng with you."

Yan Miao snorted, tossed his head and looked bossy. If it was really a lie, he came at will. There was no need to make a draft at all.

"Isn't Li Beicheng with your sister? Why are you with you again? Why do you two sisters still have two waitresses and one husband?"

"Yan Miao, is Li Beicheng so good? It's worth your two sisters to serve him."

Yan Mo's mouth is famous for its poison.

Li Shao, who had just stepped out of the private room and planned to go to the bathroom, suddenly heard the words disdained by the little girl.

Li Beicheng frowned.

The little girl refused his invitation. Which wild man did she answer?

Can he lose to other men?

Listen to her now!

"I..."

Yan Miao was stuttered by Yan Mojie. In a moment, he regained his combat effectiveness. He stuck his neck and said proudly, "that's a misinformation. Beicheng and my sister are good friends. The person he really likes is me."

"I have an appointment with Beicheng. We'll get married after graduation."

Poof

Gu Yichen, who was eavesdropping in the private room, smiled unkindly.

Their private room is behind Yan Miao and Yan Mo, but they open a crack in the door. They can't see anyone, but they can hear clearly.

Gu Yichen patted Li Beicheng on the shoulder. "You have so many peach blossoms and so many fiancees."

It's incredibly shameless to say that they are going to get married. Why are the girls of the Yan family so brave.

Li Beicheng continued to listen with a cold face.

His appointment hasn't arrived yet. Now he has time to listen to gossip here.

Facing Yan Miao's pride, Yan Mo was very calm, just nodded, "Oh."

Yan Miao was slightly stunned, "what is oh!"

"Otherwise?"

Yan Mo sneered.

"You should be angry. Aren't you angry that I robbed Prince Li?"

"I took your brother Beicheng!"

Yan Miao stamped his feet angrily.

Yan Mo is not impatient. She has no sense of achievement at all. Naturally, she will feel annoyed.

When Yan Miao mentioned the word "Beicheng brother", there was still a strange emotion in Yan Mo's eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Why should I be angry? Can't Yan Mo live without Li Beicheng?"

Yan Mo stalled, "it seems that all the good men in the world are dead, leaving only Li Beicheng. I have a lot of men to choose from. Why do I have to choose him?"

"Ha ha ha."

"Ha ha ha."

Gu Yichen closed the door of the private room, laughed recklessly, and the tears came out.

The private room has been professionally soundproofed. When you close the door, you can't hear the sound outside or inside.

Li Beicheng kicked Gu Yichen with a cold face, and then opened the door again.

Gu Yichen tried to hold back his smile, pricked up his ears and listened, hoping to continue to hear some interesting content.

This year he has enough reason to laugh at die Li Beicheng.

Let this girl put more emphasis on color than friends and throw him to Africa to deal with business.

"Yan Mo, are you eating too much shit and your brain is broken?"

Yan Miao's words have nothing to do with the pie made by the daughter of the family. It's rude and makes people smack.

"You don't look in the mirror to see what you look like now. Don't say that those men in the upper class don't see you. Even if they throw you into the garbage, beggars don't think you're dirty and won't fuck you."

"But the truth is not."

Yan Mo leaned against the railing and smiled, "otherwise, why do people ask me to come to zuixiang Pavilion for dinner now?"

"Yan Miao, people without a market are people like you who have been photographed naked and spread out, not me, you understand?"

"Rhubarb, let's go. We don't stay with brainless people, otherwise we will be infected for a long time."

Yan Mo bent down and patted rhubarb's head.

Rhubarb called twice, as if in response.

"Stop!"

Yan Miao reached out and stopped Yan Mo, "did I let you go, little bitch!"