Ji Shao, he is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 313
Qi Shaoqin rolled his eyes: "Cut! Youxiu! Are you bored!"

The smile on Ji Mo's lips became thicker. With his slender and fair hands, he pointed to the dining table and chairs by the window, and said softly, "Aren't you hungry? Let's eat first."

Qi Shaoqin was indeed hungry.

This will be too much stimulation.

Apart from her unbalanced mentality, she is a little collapsed now.

The whole person's hatred for the rich has already burst.

Why is there such a big gap between people.

why?
Why?
Sitting on the dining chair in a trance, Ji Mo gracefully picked up the red wine glass, and Qi Shaoqin came back to his senses.

On the dining table in front of him, there were two sets of tableware, but the food was not served.

But Qi Shaoqin's whole heart was completely flawless to ask him why the food hadn't been served yet.

Instead, he was firmly caught by the tablecloth.

"Could the painting on the tablecloth... be Mr. R's work?" Mr. R is Qi Shaoqin's favorite contemporary painter.

His paintings are free and unrestrained and unique.

Qi Shaoqin has always wanted to collect one, but because Mr. R only has a painting exhibition in London, and his paintings are very popular and expensive, Qi Shaoqin has never saved enough money.

"Well, it's his painting." Ji Mo finished speaking calmly, before Qi Shaoqin's jaw dropped in shock, he said again: "There are tablecloths like this in other restaurants in my house."

"You! You are so perverted! You actually used Mr. R's painting as a tablecloth! You are so reckless!" Qi Shaoqin resisted the urge to hit someone.

Ji Mo looked disapproving, "What's abnormal about this, Mr. R painted these tablecloths specially for me, and he himself knows that I want to use them as tablecloths."

"You! You!..." Qi Shaoqin felt a mouthful of old blood in her throat. She hadn't eaten this meal yet, and she felt that she was about to vomit blood to death due to jealousy.

"Would you like a drink? Although this wine is not as famous as Lafite in 82, anyone who understands wine knows that this wine is more mellow and has a longer aftertaste." Ji Mo raised the red wine glass in his hand.

Qi Shaoqin doesn't understand red wine, but she has seen Ji Mo say so.

This wine is not for nothing.

"Drink! If you don't drink, don't drink!" She went to get the wine glass, and Ji Mo had already handed her the glass in his hand, "Drink this glass, after you wake up, you can drink it, and the taste is the best."

Qi Shaoqin was not polite to him. After taking the wine glass, he gurgled and gurgled, which was completely bullish.

After finishing drinking, he put down the glass and saw Ji Mo looking at her with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Shaoqin stared at Ji Mo speechlessly.

The smile on Ji Mo's face deepened a little, and he didn't speak.

Several people in white chef uniforms walked over carrying trays in an orderly manner.

Despite their best efforts to restrain themselves, they betrayed their shock and disbelief.

In the entire S country, there are definitely not many people who are lucky enough to taste some, and those who can drink some as a plain buffalo drink, this Miss Qi is definitely No. 1.

After all, this wine is an absolute quintessence of wine, whether it is the brewing process or the value of all aspects, even ten bottles of Lafite can't match it.

Almost every bite is a sky-high price.

What shocked them even more was the conversation between Qi Shaoqin and Ji Mo just now. It was the first time they heard someone speak to Ji Mo in that tone.

Although Ji Mo has always been a low-key person, his prestige and strong financial resources, coupled with the high reputation and publicity in the past few years, have made him almost a model among modern young people in all aspects.

Ji Mo, who has always been loved and admired by others, when was he rolled his eyes like this, and when was he yelled at like this?

But Ji Mo, who has always kept strangers close, at this moment, has repeatedly indulged this woman who has been rude to him, as if she would make a hole in the sky in front of him, and he would have no objection Same.

(End of this chapter)