After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 644 The rhythm of falling in love
Nan Song and Yu Jinwen went to the shopping mall in the city center and found a very popular Korean fried chicken restaurant.

This store is quite large, with two floors. The first floor was already overcrowded, so Nan Song and the others went up to the second floor.

Luo Gang and a group of bodyguards followed them in casual clothes and sat down not far from them.

Yu Jinwen took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to order. He and Nan Song were studying what to eat, and ordered the bodyguards' portion as well.

People who come to eat fried chicken are usually young people or adults with children. There are also several couples among them, and there is a lot of chatter.

With sharp ears, Nan Song was stunned to hear a familiar accent among these noisy and chaotic voices.

"Auntie, eat slowly and leave some for me."

She raised her head, followed the sound, and saw a pair of young people sitting on the sofa in the corner not far away, their faces looked very familiar.

She could recognize it even if it turned to ashes, and her eyebrows furrowed.

As soon as Yu Jinwen placed his order, the people next to him stood up.

He raised his head and saw Nan Song walking towards another table. When he saw the people at that table clearly, he was startled.

Fu Yu, and Su Yin?
Su Yin and Fu Yu acted as if there was no one around and were grabbing food. One of them held a chicken wing in his hand and was munching happily when he felt a figure covering him with a very oppressive feeling. Fu Yu reacted faster than Su Yin and suddenly raised his head. He met Nan Song's eyes with profound meaning.

"..." He almost swallowed the chicken bones in his mouth and shouted in disbelief: "Xiao Song?!"

Su Yin almost choked and called out blankly, "Auntie."

Nan Song looked at the two of them, his eyes were light, and he said jokingly, "Are you two really in the mood for falling in love?"

Fu Yu: "..."

Su Yin: "..."

The two looked at each other, suddenly afraid to speak.

Yu Jinwen also came over at the right time, and Fu Yu sprayed at him, "Why are you two here?"

"You can come, but we can't come?" Yu Jinwen also looked at him with a scrutinizing expression.

Fu Yu rolled his eyes at him, "Xiao Song has just recovered from a serious illness. Is it appropriate to eat something as greasy as fried chicken?"

Nan Song: "You take care of me."

"...Okay, okay, I can't control you."

Fu Yu saw that these two people were standing in front of him like door gods, which greatly affected his appetite, so he reluctantly said, "How about sharing a table?"

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen sat down unceremoniously.

The two people raised one leg and put it on the knee, crossed their arms, and stared at them eagerly, and the feeling of oppression suddenly became stronger.

Fu Yu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, Su Yin also swallowed, and the chicken wings in his hand suddenly lost their aroma.

"What's wrong with you two? It's like catching an adulterer."

Fu Yu couldn't bear it anymore, rolled his eyes, put down the chicken wings in his hands, took off his disposable gloves, and said: "This matter is very simple, we are not in love, she lost the bet, she treated me to fried chicken, it's that simple. "

Su Yin nodded repeatedly beside him, confirming that what he said was right.

Nan Song frowned, "What bet?"

She was very prejudiced and felt that Fu Yu must have set a trap for Su Yin with his uneasy kindness.

"Throw the bottle."

The expression on Fu Yu's face was very proud and high-spirited, as if he was saying something great, "I won."

Su Yin looked at him with an annoyed look on her face. She shouldn't have made this bet with him!

Nan Song was very puzzled, "What bottle did you throw?"

But Yu Jinwen understood instantly, coughed slightly, and answered Nan Song, "Just throw the mineral water bottle and see if it can stand up."

There was a moment of silence.

Nan Song couldn't believe what he heard, "That's it?"

Can this also be called a game?Still betting?

"You still lost?" She looked at Su Yin, hating that iron could not turn into steel.

Su Yin moved her mouth and was about to speak when Fu Yu said, "What do you mean 'just like this'? Don't look down on me. Not everyone can stand up. The person next to you can't stand up, and I can't do anything." , always hit the mark. People in the world call it the 'King of Bottles'." Yu Jinwen glanced at him with disgust, "Come on, stop blowing, or it will explode if you blow again."

President Su Yin used to show his ambition. He nodded seriously and said, "Auntie, it's really difficult. I didn't stand up even once."

"..." This time it was Nan Song's turn to be speechless.

When the fried chicken was served, Fu Yu saw that they had ordered so much and said hurriedly: "You pay for what you order. Su Yin only pays for our table."

Yu Jinwen couldn't bear it and kicked him, "Are you a man? Are you embarrassed to let a little girl pay the bill?"

"What's wrong? Men and women are equal. Besides, I'm willing to admit defeat."

Fu Yu patted the dust on his pants and said, "It's because I knew the little girl didn't have much money, so I brought her here to eat fried chicken. If I lost, I would take her to have a French meal. But I It’s impossible to lose, the King of Bottles is here, who can compete with me?”

He also winked a bit.

"..."

Nan Song resisted the urge to throw the fried chicken in his face and said to Fu Yu, "When I finish eating, we will have a game."

Fu Yu: "Throw the bottle?"

"Whatever." Nan Song said, "You can throw whatever you want."

Fu Yu became excited as soon as he heard this, "Okay, no problem. How to bet, what to bet on?"

"Just play what you've played before."

Nan Song said calmly, "If you lose, you will buy our order, including those tables."

She pointed to the tables where the bodyguards were.

"No problem." Fu Yu responded happily and smiled mischievously, "What if you lose?"

Nan Song wants to say that there is no word "lose" in his dictionary, but until he achieves the final victory, any big talk is empty talk.

She said casually: "I'll treat you to a French dinner."

"Ok, deal!"

Fu Yu snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows at Su Yin, "Let's wait for the French meal."

Su Yin was in a very complicated mood at the moment. She had never seen her aunt lose since she was a child. She had been a leader in the gaming industry for more than [-] years and had never lost.

But this time, she also saw Fu Yu's strength with her own eyes. Throwing the bottle, every time it was thrown, it was accurate...

So it is still unknown who will win this time.

Yu Jinwen watched Nan Song and Fu Yu fight, and wanted to stop him, but the stakes were not high, so he simply let it go, just for entertainment.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen ordered a lot of fried chicken. After Fu Yu finished their portion, he came over to eat theirs.

He also picked out a particularly large butter chicken wing and handed it to Su Yin, "Have another one, you're welcome."

But I can borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

After eating and drinking, the game begins.

Su Yin stood up, collected the mineral water bottles they had just drank, and placed them all on the table.

Fu Yu picked up a mineral water bottle in his hand, unscrewed the cap, took a few sips, and said, "Come on, let me give you a sample first."

As he spoke, he held the water bottle and threw it in the air. The bottle spun a few times in the air, and then stood on the ground with a "pop" sound.

The guests eating around them all looked in their direction, and several little girls opened their eyes wide and applauded Fu Yu.

"Wow, that's amazing."

Fu Yu waved to everyone, proudly, when he suddenly heard a "pop" sound, and another mineral water bottle also stood firmly.

He looked over with a "swish", and Nan Song still kept his hands motionless.

The bottle just now was the one she threw out.

A trace of surprise flashed in Fu Yu's eyes: "Hey, you are lucky."

Nan Song spread his hands, his expression unchanged: That's it?
(End of this chapter)