One-night marriage proposal: Husband of flash marriage is the richest man

Chapter 192: You scream so affectionately, people will get jealous

"You have a bad stomach?" Luo Ningxi asked in surprise.

This was the first time she heard this statement and she had never paid attention to it before.

But it's right to think about it. Li Bochen is the Duck King. He must have drank a lot with the rich woman in the past and had a rich nightlife. With such a life of day and night reversed, it is easy to get stomach problems.

She lowered her voice in embarrassment, "If your stomach feels uncomfortable, can we eat somewhere else?"

"fine."

"Don't hold on, I know there is a porridge shop nearby, it's very good for your stomach."

Li Bochen patted the back of Luo Ningxi's hand to express comfort, and then glanced at Nan Hanchuan in his spare time, as if he thought he was too talkative, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Nan. If you are worried about me, you'd better spend time with your new love." .”

Nan Hanchuan was choked, but he was not angry. Instead, he seemed to be smiling, "It's true that you can die under peonies, and you can be a ghost."

Li Bochen gave Nan Hanchuan a hard look. Is this guy mocking him?

"Mr. Nan, this Mr. Li is very unfamiliar. You haven't played together much before, have you?" It was the first time Jiang Enen saw someone talking to Nan Hanchuan like this. He asked softly, and kept glancing at Luoning River from the corner of his eye.

If she remembered correctly, this woman was the one who played the piano in the banquet hall last time and stole the show.

Later, there was a wave of enthusiasm within the entertainment company to support her debut, but for some reason, Nan Hanchuan suppressed it.

"There's no way, not everyone likes to show up in a high profile." Nan Hanchuan said meaningfully.

Mo Yao was originally called over by Nan Hanchuan to organize the game. When he saw the big boss and the landlady, he subconsciously invited him, "Mr. Li, Miss Luo, it's rare to meet each other, why don't we share a table together?"

It was a great honor to sit at the same table with Mo Yao. Luo Ningxi was about to agree, but Li Bochen refused without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I plan to live alone with my wife, and I won't give Mr. Mo the money." Trouble."

Mo Yao's face suddenly showed a bit of regret, making Luoning Xi confused.

But since Li Bochen had already declined, she had no choice but to say, "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your kindness. I'll treat you tonight. Let's all eat and drink."

Li Bochen took Luo Ningxi to the reserved private room. In the private room by the window on the second floor, there was a large field of flowers planted downstairs. When he opened the window, the faint fragrance of flowers from the first floor lingered in his nostrils, as if All diluted the pungent taste of the hot pot base.

Nan Hanchuan looked at the direction the two left and looked at Mo Yao with a half-smile, "Did you see that we showed some concern for him and he still thinks we are annoying?"

Mo Yao made a slight fist with one hand, put it into the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly, covering up his embarrassment and said, "I'm going to make a call and ask Dr. Gu to prepare some stomach medicine." Nan Hanchuan waved his hand, "That guy has sense, let's have a hot pot meal." Immortal."

Mo Yao felt ashamed in his heart, "Then we have to ask this hot pot restaurant to handle the ingredients specially."

Last time, Mr. Li went to dinner with his wife, but the stomach trouble recurred after eating. This is really no small matter.

"Young Master Nan, Mr. Mo seems to be very familiar with Mr. Li?" Jiang Enen asked suspiciously as he accompanied Nan Hanchuan to the private room on the second floor.

Nan Hanchuan was doing Tai Chi, "It's not bad, we are all more familiar with Xiao Xixi."

"Xiao Xixi~ You scream so affectionately, people are going to be jealous." Jiang Enen coquettishly coquettishly raised her red lips.

Nan Hanchuan said casually, "She is different from you."

"The video of her playing the piano is very popular on the Internet. I heard the company's artist director said that she was originally wanted to be poached, but you personally rejected the proposal?" Jiang Enen asked tentatively, feeling that he had never seen Nan Hanchuan being dissatisfied with them. Same.

It is obvious that Luoningxi has a small door and a small house, and there is no way to get on the stage.

Nan Hanchuan spoke in a lazy tone, and in the blink of an eye he had arrived at the door of the private room, pushed open the door with his long arm, and walked in.

"She doesn't like the entertainment industry, a place where dragons and snakes are mixed."

With the tone that the quagmire would pollute Luoning River, Jiang Enen's eyes rolled, secretly dissatisfied.

……

In the private room, Luo Ningxi and Li Bochen sat down next to each other. Their coats and crossbody bags were taken off and placed on specific hooks.

The waiter handed over the ordering tablet with great respect.

Luo Ningxi felt that she was remiss as a wife and looked at Li Bochen guiltily.

The waiter asked, "What kind of pot base do you want?"

(End of this chapter)