Deliberately attack

Chapter 11 I Don't

Tang Yili shook her wet hands and walked around the sink, but couldn't find any paper to wipe her hands.

Accustomed to living a pampered life, Tang Yili couldn't stand being untidy.

She walked back quickly, trying to find paper, but before she reached the table, the words "brother's wife" poured into her ears.

Don't listen to the rest.

It must be this group of men behind her back, talking about her and Li Jiaoyang.

And Li Jiaoyang, isn't he Xun Lang's brother?

Therefore, with Xun Lang, she naturally became a brother's wife.

Everyone said that a brother's wife should not be bullied.

In this way, wouldn't everyone have joined the opposition camp and become a stumbling block to their own plan.

Tang Yili's heart suddenly shrank, her good mood suddenly disappeared, her body seemed to be poured with cold water, and the chill flowed through her limbs and bones.

She slowed down and walked over.

Zhao Jiateng was facing the direction of the toilet, he saw Tang Yili at a glance, and quickly winked at everyone.

The lively and casual atmosphere on the table was collected too quickly and deliberately, so that when Tang Yili sat down, he could feel a moment of embarrassment.

Everyone, just like the appointment, avoided Tang Yili's gaze at the same time, turning their heads to talk in twos and deliberately not looking at her.

"Then what..." Cheng Zhun scratched his head habitually, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Sister, are you full? Do you want to add more?"

"no need."

Tang Yili returned to the previous appearance of not getting close to strangers.

Cheng Zhun was shut down, and regretted it a bit. Just now, he was so stupid, why did he drag out the privacy of other girls.

Annoyed, he looked at Xun Lang, wanting to ask the almighty senior brother for help.

But Xun Lang didn't look at him.

Xun Lang raised his wrist, glanced at his sports watch, and then raised his hand in greeting.

"Waiter, check out."

If you don't speculate, it's better to leave.

Soon, the waiter printed the receipt and handed it over:
"One thousand and eighty."

"Shouldn't it be nine hundred and six? Where did the one hundred and two come from?" Zhao Jiateng had already pressed the calculator, and was the first to jump out to protest.

This hot pot buffet is 160 people, a total of six people, the total price is indeed [-].

The waiter unconsciously glanced behind him. The newly opened poster was still hanging, and it was also written in the same way—one hundred and sixty ones.

The waiter was quite dissatisfied: "You each add 20 yuan to the food material fee. So it is one hundred and eight."

Zhao Jiateng: "Why do we need to add twenty."

"Your table ate 140 plates of meat, shouldn't you charge an additional fee for ingredients?!" Speaking of this, the waiter was very angry. "We can't consume so much meat in three days. Once you come, you have eaten water for three days."

Cheng Zhun joined in, "If we eat more, we have to pay more. If we eat less, will you give us a discount?"

Qi Dong: "Exactly, do you do business like this!"

This group of athletes not only has good physical strength, but also has a fast brain.

The waiter was so blocked that he couldn't say anything, so he simply said badly: "Then you don't come here in the future."

"How do you talk?!" The old Taoist, such as Shen Lang, couldn't sit still.

A few professional athletes stood up, their height almost reached the ceiling, and the pressure was full at once, attracting many diners, who put down their chopsticks and looked around.

The waiter was a small man, who could not resist physically, but he had a stubborn temper, as if he would not leave unless he took the money.

The two sides were deadlocked.

Xun Lang didn't speak all the time, and his expression couldn't be seen to be happy or angry, but the one who doesn't speak is often the one who makes the final decision. He turned sideways and took out his mobile phone from his trousers pocket.

Before opening the code scanning page, a clear female voice suddenly came from the opposite side, revealing arrogance.

"Swipe my card."

A pure black card with a low-key and extravagant golden font printed on it passed it over.

Tang Yili: "There is no password."

Before the other people at the table could react, the waiter drew the credit card, and trotted to the counter to swipe the card.

As if afraid of people going back on their word.

Everyone stared at Tang Yili in unison. What she did immediately refreshed men's perception of beauties.

Xun Lang raised his eyebrows and looked over, Tang Yili also looked at him whether he wanted to smile or not.

Is it a provocation?doesn't count.

Is it ambiguous?Neither.

But both of them knew the intention inside——

Don't you want to keep a distance from me?
I'm not.

……

After dinner, the six of them walked out of the small restaurant.

The atmosphere has returned, but it is not as excited as when we came here. Everyone is too full, and even the pace of walking is sluggish.

Only Xun Lang, unlike others, said that he would practice more at night, so he left first.

The swimming pool and the dormitory are in two directions. They watched Xun Lang's tall and straight back gradually drifting away under the street lights.

Cheng Zhun asked Tang Yili whether to go back to the dormitory or go to self-study.

Tang Yili: "My dad is here to pick me up."

In the afternoon, Tangfeng called Tang Yili on purpose, and asked her to go home anyway, without saying anything about it.

And he said he would pick it up in person.

Tang Yili stood by the roadside, waiting for Tangfeng.

Cheng Zhun and the others are fine, they stay by the side of the road, some smoke, some chat, just pass the time.

Cheng Zhun apologized for the episode just now.

"Sister, we should invite you today."

Especially when paying the bill, the strange aura between Xun Lang and Tang Yili was probably caused by breaking the relationship.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhun felt even more uncomfortable.

Tang Yili didn't feel relieved, and said jokingly, "Then next time, I'll let you please."

After Zhao Jiateng and the others heard it, they also intervened, "That's right, I won't come to this store in the future! What, it's too stingy."

A few people smiled tacitly: The lesson their senior taught the boss, they probably blocked them a long time ago, and even if they want to come in the future, they probably won't be able to come.

The sun dipped completely below the horizon.

As night falls, the night market is at its bustling moment, with crowds of people filling the streets and alleys.

Until a black Bentley car slowly approached, it seemed to break the balance of fireworks in the market, and everyone had to look sideways.

"The car is here, I'll go first."

Tang Yili nodded to them, then leaned over and stood on the side of the road and waved to the Bentley.

When the car stopped in front of her, Tang Yili bent over and met the picture of the beautiful woman Xiangche.

Cheng Zhun and the others were a little dazed when the bright and clean car merged into the busy traffic.

Men love cars, and there is no exception.

The one that just passed undoubtedly gave them a huge shock, and they even felt a little envious and awed towards Tang Yili.

"I'll go, Cheng Zhun, what's your background, Senior Tang!"

When Zhao Jiateng asked, everyone turned to look at Cheng Zhun.

Cheng Zhun was also confused: "I... I don't know."

Qi Dong shook his head and smiled: "Bai Fumei is all right, go back and check to see which daughter it is."

Shen Lang also nodded in serious agreement. Afterwards, he felt something was wrong and asked.

"Should we just count as... having a soft meal together?"

(End of this chapter)