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79 A man who eats soft rice

The restaurant manager trembled all over. Seeing that Yan Shao ignored him, he knew that he had a bad thing. He quickly pressed his waist down. "You have given instructions that you can't tolerate any carelessness in your food. Today is the official first meal for you and the young lady in our restaurant, so the chef has put in more effort! Why don't you and the young lady have a look first? Mrs., what do you think?"

The manager looked at Gu Sheng for help.

Gu Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him, then looked at Fu Yan again, and his other hand was gently placed on his hand, "This smells so good! And I'm so hungry that I'm dazzled!"

"Then let it go!"

Fu Yan's dark eyes looked at the hand that Gu Sheng took the initiative to put on, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The manager glanced at Gu Sheng gratefully, then quickly asked the waiter to step forward, personally brought the food from the waiter's tray to the table, and took the initiative to hold the name of the dish to explain the beautiful meaning of each dish. Yan Shao's expression finally eased, and the manager breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Zhuo Ming, what's going on? Isn't this the restaurant manager? Why did you personally serve a poor doctor and call him Young Master Yan?"

Gu Yun muttered and questioned behind Zhuo Ming.

"Sir Yan, all the staff in the restaurant have asked me to be a representative. I wish you a happy marriage with our young lady! Have a son soon!"

The manager was a little scared, afraid that Fu Yan would not accept the blessings of his representative.

"I have accepted my intention! I will double the bonus this month for everyone! Get out!"

Seeing the fresh soup, Fu Yan picked up the bowl and gave it to Gu Shengsheng first, and he could no longer tolerate anyone else.

"Be careful of it being hot!"

Fu Yan put Tang in front of her and whispered to remind her.

"Um!"

Gu Sheng agreed and carefully blew the heat before drinking the soup.

Gu Yun and Zhuo Ming were watching from the side. Gu Yun couldn't breathe in his breath, and he gritted his teeth as if he had been humiliated. Even Zhuo Ming had never brought her so gently. Looking at Fu Yan's eyes at Gu Sheng, she felt that her whole body was full of fire.

"What? You two haven't seen enough yet? Do you want to keep sticking here?"

Fu Yan asked patiently and continued to give Gu Sheng a garlic with graceful manner.

"Hmph! Brother Zhuo Ming, let's go!"

Gu Yun could not bear to see it anymore, and then he remembered that she and Zhuo Ming were standing here like two fools for a while, and pulled Zhuo Ming away.

Zhuo Ming was not in a hurry, but said calmly: "Although I don't know what mysterious identity Young Master Yan has, I still want to remind you that as a child of the Fu family, it's too high-profile!"

"Oh? Where did I, a man who is a slutty man, come from high profile? I dare to ask Mr. Ming!"

Fu Yan slowly leaned against the back of the chair, looking at Zhuo Ming without any fluctuations, but his bones showed a cold force that made people dare not get close to him.

"Hmph! Goodbye!"

Zhuo Ming smiled on the surface, but in fact he was not happy inside. He turned around and turned black. Fu Yan just glanced at him so unsightly. He felt that the air around him was astonishingly quiet. There was no fighting, but he had the illusion that he was killed without leaving any armor.

"Brother Zhuo Ming, that poor doctor..."

"Enough! Can you shut up?"

They had just returned to their seats, and through a screen, Zhuo Ming finally had anger that had been enduring for a long time.

Gu Yun shivered in fear and tried hard to open his mouth and couldn't say anything. This was the first time she saw Zhuo Ming so angry, as if the resentment that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly erupted like a volcano.

Zhuo Ming sat down and calmed down for a moment, then turned his head and saw Gu Yun crying, but he didn't dare to squeak. His eyes were gloomy and he turned around to coax her, "Okay, stop crying! I will feel distressed!"

Gu Yun felt a little more comfortable when he heard him coaxing him in such a soft voice, but he couldn't help but crash into his arms and cry, "Brother Zhuo Ming, don't scare me, I support you whatever you want!"

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