Gongdou: My husband is the emperor

Chapter 156 Poor Emperor
"What did you say?" The customer was furious.

"What did I say? I said you look like a pig, didn't you understand?" Ouyang Ran was not afraid of him, at least he was protected by two great martial arts masters.

"I want to sue you, I want to sue your restaurant!" The man stood up angrily, pulled his woman, and left.

Ouyang Ran shrugged. Anyway, the customer is not from her own restaurant, so she is not afraid to sue.

"Ouyang Ran" Ouyang Nan pinched her waist with both hands, and stood by the bar with a cold face.

Ouyang Ran turned around with a smile, with a flattering face: "Sister Nan, you are here, your skin is so smooth today! It's really enviable!"

"Ouyang Ran, don't say that I didn't warn you. You don't come to my restaurant in the future, otherwise, you will have good fruit to eat." Ouyang Nan's face was gloomy, and his tone was very unfriendly.

"If you don't come, you won't come, brother, let's go." Ouyang Ran grabbed Bai Yanyue and left.

Only now did Ouyang Nan see Bai Yanyue, his eyes immediately stopped moving, so handsome!He is ridiculously handsomer than any man I have ever seen. I am afraid that even the popular male star Li Han is not as handsome. Where did Ouyang Ran get this masterpiece.

Bai Yanyue was in a bit of a dilemma. He naturally meant that he didn't want the emperor to suffer here, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

The emperor kept a cold face and didn't say a word, but his eyes clearly and secretly cast aside Ouyang Ran.

Ouyang Ran, however, hardened his heart and wanted to torture the emperor, deliberately ignoring the gazes of the two of them.

The emperor watched them leave, feeling really uncomfortable in his heart, but his face was still cold.

"Go to work!" Ouyang Nan said to the surrounding waiters, turned around and left without looking at the emperor, leaving the emperor standing there with an uncertain expression.

At noon, the western restaurant is relatively busy, and the white-collar workers in the vicinity will take advantage of the noon break to come to the western restaurant for a meal or a cup of coffee.

Today, many people noticed that the new waiter had a firm chin, a handsome face, and especially the noble temperament on his body. He didn't look like a waiter at all, but he looked like a nobleman who sneaked out of the house.

(End of this chapter)