Chapter 169： Is my brother-in-law

Chapter 169 is my brother-in-law

Before Wen Chi said that he would invite his brother-in-law to dinner to repay his kindness, he really made it on his agenda, and he had Fu Nanli's number and contacted Fu Nanli privately.

Wenchi would also be a little bit extravagant for playing games on his own. He basically doesn't need to pay for living expenses at home, but it is really limited.

For the first time in his life, Fu Nanli received an invitation to ‘eat at a small stir-fry shop on the street’.

In the courtyard, Wen Qiao reluctantly pressed his temple: "You really sent Fu Nanli a message?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Invite him to eat at'Four Seasons Quick Fry'?"

"Yes, his taste is the best in ours."

Wen Qiao:...

"What did he say?"

"Brother-in-law readily agreed, very refreshing."

On Saturday, at seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Qiao coaxed her mother to eat at Uncle Ji’s house, and then took her two younger brothers to Siji Kuaichao.

The small shop is clean and the business is good. Wen Qiao and the others have their seats in the innermost area, surrounded by noise. She glanced at the man sitting next to her from time to time.

The haute couture suit is incompatible with this cheap bargain shop, his expression is indifferent, holding her hand under the table, his face is not visible.

Wen Chi was ordering food and said to Fu Nanli, "Brother-in-law, the owner of this shop has a good relationship with me. The lamb was transported from the northwest today. It is killed now and it is fresh."

Fu Nanli found it fresh. He had only heard of "Arctic shellfish transported by air from Japan" or "Snow crab transported by air from Australia" before, but not much of "Lamb transported from northwestern China."

Wen Qiao kicked Wen Chi under the table: "Just order, don't show off."

Wen Chi mumbled: "Where is it showing off."

Fu Nanli squeezed her hand, "You control your brother a little bit stricter."

Wen Chi suddenly got excited: "Brother-in-law, you are my brother-in-law."

Wen Qiao was really speechless and choked.

Wen Chi delivered the menu to Fu Nanli: "Brother-in-law, I ordered a few hard dishes, lamb pot, beef with black pepper, and local pot chicken. See what else to order."

Fu Nanli smiled on her face: "You are the master."

Wen Chi looked at his sister: "Brother-in-law is very approachable."

Wen Qiao had nothing to say to him, "Hurry up."

"Brother-in-law drinks beer?"

"can."

Wen Qiao glanced at Wen Chi: "You are a minor, so you are not allowed to drink."

Wen Chi's grievance: "How can I entertain others without drinking myself?"

Fu Nanli pressed Wen Qiao's hand: "Let him have a drink, beer is fine."

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Only a drink is allowed."

Wen Chi sighed: "It turns out that my brother-in-law speaks so usefully."

After serving two bottles of beer, Wen Chi used chopsticks skillfully to open the beer bottle cap, Wen Qiao gritted his teeth: "Why are you so skilled? Do you often drink with Xia Bai Dinghai?"

Wen Chi moved for a while: "How can it be, I haven't eaten pork, I haven't seen a pig run."

Wen Qiao gave him an eye knife, and his eyes read, "You wait for me, go home and pack you", Wen Chi's back is sweating.

The meal is still very enjoyable.

Holding the ordinary glass of the small street fry shop in Fu Nanli's hand, he instantly felt tall and tall.

Wen Qiao was a little worried. He leaned in his ear several times and asked him in a low voice: "Are you used to eating?"

Wen Qiao and he had eaten several times in Xiaotangshan. They were all high-quality ingredients, so I was afraid that the young master would not be used to eating here.

Fu Nanli pressed her hand under the table and comforted her in a low voice: "I'm used to eating."

(End of this chapter)