Military marriage, infected with hot wife

Especially for waiters who live on meager income, Mother Ling looks down on them the more they look down on them.

It's just that she still doesn't understand that those who rely on their own hands to earn money to support themselves are happier than rich ladies like her.

"Didn't I call room service?"

Ling's mother glanced at the things in the waiter's hands, and asked in doubt.

If she guessed correctly, this should be the hotel's breakfast.

A few days ago, when her purse was relatively thin, her breakfast was usually delivered by these people.Mother Ling still remembers, those breakfasts usually look like this?

Strange.

She didn't order breakfast at all?

Could it be the wrong delivery?

But looking at the things the waiter was holding, Mother Ling still swallowed unconsciously.

In fact, bread, milk and fried eggs like this used to be too dry and fishy for her to eat.

But because her funds are still insufficient, most of the time she eats the cheapest ones in this hotel.But for that kind of food, Ling's mother always wondered if it was not washed cleanly, or the hygiene was not up to standard or something, so she just took a few mouthfuls at random every time and let it go.

After several days, her stomach was already starving.

Now just looking at the egg, her mouth is watering.

What if this thing really belonged to her?

But the waiter's words interrupted Mother Ling's final fantasy: "No, I think you may have misunderstood. This thing is called Room 203."

"Then why are you calling me here? Is this the quality of your hotel? The service quality is too bad, right? Believe it or not, I will call your leaders over later to see what you have done? "

Well, the delicious food delivered to my mouth is suddenly said to be from someone else's house. This feeling is really not very good.

In addition, Ling's mother's eyes were too focused on the plate of delicious food just now.

So much so that she herself was afraid that people would notice the look in her eyes just now and would laugh at her.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she yelled at the visitor.

And this kind of quarrel caused the waiters who were doing housekeeping in several nearby rooms to look around one after another.

"I think you really misunderstood! I came here to deliver something. As for why I came to your room to call the door, it was because the guest downstairs asked me to give this thing to you!" When he said this, The waiter who had just knocked on the door of Mother Ling's guest room took out a card from his pocket and handed it over.

"what?"

When Mother Ling heard what the waiter said, she didn't forget to search the woman up and down, as if to confirm the reliability of the news.

Well, this is the attitude of Mother Ling, who is used to being a rich wife, every time she says someone is looking for her.

She was always afraid that those who came to her would come to spy on their Ling family's property.

But she seems to have ignored it, and her current rights have been emptied.Not to mention that I can't go home, even the room can only live in the lowest class!

With her like this, who would want to borrow money from her?

It's not bad if you don't take a detour when you see her!

"I don't know about that." In fact, the waiter was also very displeased with Mother Ling's suspicious look.

But in order to keep her job, she still had to be as polite as possible to Mrs. Ling.

"..." Listening to the waiter's words, Ling's mother rolled her eyes at the waiter again, as if she owed her Ling's mother several million.

After that, she opened the card.

There are only five simple words on the card: "Come to the restaurant downstairs, table No. 3!"

Someone asked me to go down for dinner?

When Mother Ling saw this line of writing, she first frowned.

But then she thought that maybe her son was here, and her face immediately curved.

Then, when she treated the waiter, she also had a smile on her face.

But she is used to being a rich lady, and she will still put on a show unconsciously.

Waving to the waiter, she said, "Forget it, there was a misunderstanding. But if you don't speak clearly next time we meet, I will definitely forgive you!"

After saying this, she slammed the door shut again.

"Bah..."

The sound of the huge door trying to make contact made the corners of the waiters in the aisle twitch.

Is there something wrong with this old woman?

Don't you just live in such a small single room?

Isn't it only a hundred yuan a day?

Who can't afford it?

Besides, such a small single room is not as good as living at home!

Do you think it's great to live in such a small single room?

Still looking for their leadership?

Does this old woman still think that she is some kind of big shot?

Of course, these waiters will not say these words directly.

They just cast their contemptuous eyes on Mother Ling's door to vent their inner dissatisfaction...

Mother Ling went downstairs after half an hour.

Generally, she has to dress up well before being excluded.

Then, you have to match clothes and jewelry.

Mother Ling who appeared in the restaurant of this hotel was completely different from the woman who had just had a fight with the waiter at the door of the small room in the morning.

Her hair has been combed back to its original flat appearance. Although her face is not as heavily made-up as before, she has also applied a layer of skin care products, so she doesn't look as haggard as before.

When she walked into the restaurant with her head held high, she still looked like a queen.

It's just that Ling's mother has forgotten that she is no longer the rich lady she used to be.

Who would wait so long to see her?

But right now, Mother Ling is not aware of such a change.

After arriving at the restaurant, she proudly looked around the restaurant.That gesture was like being owed millions to her.

"Why is there no one?"

When she saw seat No. [-], Ling's mother strode over directly.

But at table No. 3, there was no one waiting for her!

What is going on here?

"Hello, what do you need?"

Seeing Mother Ling sitting here, the waiter stepped forward and asked.

"That's right, is there a guest at this table just now?"

"Table 3? Yes, but he just left!" The waiter thought of something when he said this: "By the way, she told you before she left that she will come to you next time. But I hope you don't Like this time, an hour late!"

Undoubtedly, in this era, the concept of time is very important.

After hearing that the old woman had made people wait for an hour in vain, everyone in the restaurant looked at her with great interest.

Undoubtedly, Mother Ling didn't like this feeling very much.

This made her feel that they were watching something funny, and her Mother Ling was a monkey being played in the eyes of others.

"What did you say?" Sensing the strange look in other people's eyes, Mother Ling's face showed anger.

"Don't get me wrong. I didn't say this, it was the guest who was waiting for you!" The waiter hurriedly explained, fearing that others would be implicated for no reason.

"Then did he say when he will see me next time!"

"She didn't say that!" After speaking, the waiter turned to leave.

In fact, such arrogant people are not uncommon in their restaurants.

Generally, they try to avoid contact with such people as much as possible.

But helplessly, this person obviously didn't intend to let it go.

Seeing that he was about to leave, she yelled at him.

"and many more!"

"Excuse me, is there anything else I need to order?"

"The person who came to see me is a man in his early thirties. He looks very handsome." After finding this hotel, Mother Ling naturally thought it was her precious son.

But after thinking about it, if it was his son, he should have gone upstairs to find him instead of letting him wait in this hotel restaurant.If it was her son, she probably wouldn't be ashamed in front of so many people.

Could it be that this person is really not her precious son?

If it wasn't her precious son, who would be the one who came to find her now?

Ling's mother didn't think that Ling's father, who was fascinated by the vixen now, would come here to find her!

Ling's mother couldn't think of who this person would be looking for her, so she asked the waiter.

However, what the waiter said made her doubts a little deeper.

"It's not a man, it's a woman, in her early twenties, very beautiful."

She didn't know that Second Master Ling was busy like a spinning top at Ling's right now, and he couldn't separate himself at all.

Besides, she obviously went to Ling's to look for Ling Erye, but was also concealed by Ling Erye's secretary.

"female?"

Mother Ling never expected this answer.

"Yes!"

"Then did she say who she is? Is she a guest who lives here?"

"Sorry, these are the privacy of the guests, we have no right to ask."

"OK then!"

Mother Ling, who couldn't get the answer, seemed a little disappointed, but the current situation made her feel even more difficult.

Because the waiter asked her this way: "In that case, does my wife still want to eat here?"

Undoubtedly, the waiter's words made Ling's mother feel that this person was a little suspicious of her.

How could she not have a meal here?

Don't forget, she is the head mistress of the Ling family!

Ling's property is enough for her to squander for several lifetimes.

How could she not eat such a meal?