The Eighty Blessed Wife is a prodigal

Chapter 475 Are you staying in a hotel?
'Pa-ta--'

The man slammed the chopsticks in his hand on the table, and stared at Lao Qin angrily.

Because there were two loud voices in succession, their table has already received a lot of attention from the people in the store.

If it weren't for the unusual identities of the two, the boss might have already stepped forward to discuss with the two of them not to throw the cups and chopsticks, and to keep their voices quieter.

"What do you mean by that?"

The man's anger again made Lao Qin's face darken.

He glanced down at the chopsticks he had slapped on the table, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Just now you dropped the cup because I wrongly blamed your uncle, and now you're throwing chopsticks at me again. Should I ask you? What do you mean?"

Hearing this, the man tightened his brows, looked at Lao Qin deeply, with a suspicious expression on his face: "I don't believe it, you don't know that my old uncle's name is Ma Yishan!"

"what?"

Lao Qin's eyes were slightly depressed, and his brows were tightly frowned.

But duplicating the name and throwing chopsticks by a man are two different things. Naturally, it is impossible for him to slap his face twice just because he said the wrong name.

"You think I should know?"

Lao Qin sneered, raised his hand to call the waiter to pay for the meal, stood up, stared at the man from a height: "I haven't been shaken like this in many years, today, I remember it."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak, he left angrily with his document bag.

The man watched Lao Qin's back, and serious doubts flashed in his black eyes from time to time.

His old aunt has married well in the past few years, everyone in the family knows it, and the old uncle spoiled her like a child...

Wait, kid—

The man stood up abruptly, whether it was true or not, he had to investigate carefully.

Ma Yishan went to the countryside, the coincidence of these two points is a coincidence, but there are not many rich people with the surname Ma in Nanshi, and the only one named Ma Yishan is his old uncle.

The man was very annoyed, why he couldn't hold his breath just now, and flung his face at Lao Qin.

He sighed and looked towards the door.

At this moment, an old man with gray hair wearing a black woolen coat, a mink hat, and gold-rimmed glasses passed by the door of the restaurant.

He was in a hurry, turning his head to look around from time to time, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Although there was only one side face, the man still recognized that the sneaky old man just now was the old uncle he called the 'wife slave'.

He quickly put on his clothes and ran out with his briefcase.

All the way quietly followed the old man to a dilapidated hotel...

The fat owner of the hotel was doing some calculations, and he heard the sound of the door opening, and an old man in an extraordinary dress walked in.

There was a smile on his plump face, but he didn't know that his smile was more daunting than not smiling.

"Is the uncle going to stay at the hotel?"

"Stay in a hotel?"

The old man frowned and repeated the word 'stay in a hotel'.

Then he turned his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. The more he looked, the more his brows frowned: "Your store...is not up to standard in all aspects, I won't live here."

Hearing that the old man belittled his hotel, the fat boss couldn't keep smiling, so he simply darkened, and asked him coldly: "Don't stay in the hotel, so why don't you come to eat?"

He is a hotel, one by one, is he a public toilet?

Come as you say, leave as soon as you say?
"I'm looking for someone."

The old man quietly stated his purpose of coming here.

(End of this chapter)