President Daddy is super strong

Six p.m.

A quiet western restaurant.

When Yang Moli came in, she began to look around, looking for the person in her mother's information who matched her date's appearance.

As a result, I saw a familiar figure.

A tailored suit, leisurely sitting at the back of the table, legs overlapping, arms in front of the chest, looks like waiting for someone.

Yang Molly suddenly smiled. She was worried that she had no place to find him. Unexpectedly, she sent him to the door like this. It really took no time to come.

She confidently lifted her long hair off her shoulders and walked towards him with a big stride.

While he was still looking away, he opened his chair to the door and sat down.

"Uncle, what a coincidence. I met you again."

This is the person who is used to publicity. Any action of winking is very attractive. When it falls into the eyes of the man opposite, the bottom of the eyes does not move.

"It's really sincere that we've come here for compensation." The man looks at her lightly, picks up the coffee on the table, drinks it slowly, not angry or angry.

Yang Molly grinds her teeth. You are a big head!

"Car compensation is OK, you have to apologize to me for the morning thing, otherwise... Yang Molly squints her eyes, the bottom of her eyes rolls with anger.

"Or what?" The black and bright eyes of the man looked at her. "Now I seriously doubt that you have any plans for me, and you will pester me again and again and again!"

"Ha?" Yang Molly was stunned, and her eyes were black.

Before she could react to the joke, Yang heard again, "I want to pester you. It's enough."

Hearing this, Yang Molly suddenly raised her face and smiled contemptuously, "it's up to you?"

The man picks eyebrow, that calm posture as if to say again: depends on me, how?

Yang Molly's short temper can't be suppressed, "uncle, I just want to ask you if you usually look in the mirror at home? I dare to say such big words even if I look ugly, and I'm not afraid to flash my tongue. "

Ugly?

The man narrowed his eagle eyes.

This is the first time someone said he was ugly. Is there something wrong with the girl's eyes?

"Uncle, don't think it's inconceivable. You may have some posture in other people's eyes, but in my eyes... Disgust!"

The mischievous Yang Moli finally made a vomit movement, the voice was a little loud, which caused the customers to look at them.

Yang Moli doesn't care. She doesn't care about other people's eyes from childhood. It's true to live her own temperament.

She learned that from her mother.

"Little girl, do you know who you're talking to?" The man was angry, handsome face cold down, looking at her eyes full of anger.

"You!" Yang Moli picked up her eyebrows. Her face was perfect, and her smile was a little flat.

Just as the voice came to an end, a red rose handed over to her. "Excuse me, you are miss Molly, I am Yan Beibei, your date."

Yang Molly turned to look at it. A fat man with a weight of 180 Jin stood on her side, raised his hand to the rose and smiled greasily.

Yang Moli, is this a good date for a large population of mothers?

Is that eye good to see him?

At this moment, Yang Molly has only one idea in her heart, that is to run, the farther she runs, the better.

"Big brother, you know the wrong person." Embarrassed, she smiled at the fat man. She slowly got up from her seat and made preparations for the 100 meter sprint.

As soon as I was about to run, I heard the "Uncle" on the opposite side saying, "Molly, you are carrying me to find someone else..."