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"Young Master Mu, this …"

"Walk through the gate." Mu Shaoli persisted.

"Young Master Mu, look! Head of Water Hall is also here, shouldn't you …" These days, everyone in the city was talking about how Water Young Master and Young Master Mu were fighting in the dark because of a woman. Nobody knew what would happen if they met.

"What is it? Is he afraid to see me? " Mu Shaoli asked with a mocking smile.

"No …" "No." The welcoming elder's legs had gone limp. Just from Mu Shaoli's words, she knew that he was going to go through the door.

"Which box is he in?"

"Water... The head of the water hall is in the hall. "

"Hehe, he has changed his personality. I remember that he was always in the private room when he ordered his dishes. Alright, I've changed my habits today. We'll sit in the main hall and bring me in."

"Good …" "Alright." The receptionist had wanted to prevent the two from meeting, but he hadn't expected that they wouldn't be able to see each other without heading to the main hall. That way, they wouldn't be able to see each other again.

When she found out that Shui Junyu was also here, she suddenly thought that maybe she could meet him again, so she explained everything about the land. She didn't want to implicate the Mu Family because of her, even if she didn't like Mu Shaoli, she didn't want the Mu Family to collapse because of her.

As the welcoming guests entered the main hall, Wang Ji's business was doing very well. Even though he was expensive, he was still overcrowded. Seeing someone stand up from his seat, the welcoming guest quickly walked over and said to the waiter, "This seat …"

The waiter did not know where Mu Shaoli came from, so he said directly, "Someone has already booked it."

"It's changed, this spot is for Young Master Mu." The receptionist looked straight at the waiter, and only then did the waiter realize that he had made a mistake. He hastily wiped the table clean and changed the tablecloth to invite Mu Shaori to take a seat.

As soon as the tea was served, Mu Shaoli ordered the dishes and Mo Xiaozhu had already discovered Shui Junyu. As expected, he was there, and beside him was still Leng Xueying, who seemed to have felt her gaze on him. At this moment, Leng Xueying was also looking in her direction, looking at him with a pair of eyes and a sneer on her face.

Shuijun Yu had his back facing her. Mo Xiaozhu couldn't see his face, so she naturally didn't know of his current expression. The atmosphere was a little strange. She regretted following Mu Shaoyi to eat, but it was too late to leave now.

He blankly stared at the back figure. He hated her to death now, and there was no longer any possibility between them.

Suddenly, she heard Mu Shaoli's voice on the phone, "Alright, come over here. I'll be waiting for you at Wang Ji. See you there."

Mo Xiaozhu turned his head, just as Mu Shaoli hung up the phone, "Shaoli, who are you calling? Who was coming? Do you want to eat with us? " She didn't want to see anyone right now. She was very annoyed.

"Oh, she's a friend. You know her too. She wants to come over, but she's not eating with us. She's looking for someone."

The dishes were served quickly, one by one, she was eating slowly without the slightest appetite, her eyes were always intentionally or unintentionally glancing in the direction of Shui Junyu. Right now, he was in a good mood with Leng Xueying, he always brought Leng Xueying with him wherever he went, yes, Yuan Runqing had said that she did not care about the cold, because Leng Xueying was also a substitute, Mo Xiaozhu's substitute.

Mo Xiaozhu, if only I could return to the Mo Xiaozhu of the past, but that Mo Xiaozhu is already dead, completely dead.

Another dish has come up. Mu Shaoli held onto the dish as he said to the waiter, "Where's the wild chicken soup that I ordered? "Why haven't you come up yet? We're almost out of food."

The waiter's expression changed, "Young Master Mu, please wait, our manager is thinking of a way."

"What do you mean by thinking of a solution?" Can't you cook it? " Mu Shaoli ate a piece of meat leisurely and chewed it. He raised his head and stared at the waiter, causing the waiter to panic. He quickly lowered his head and held onto the corner of his clothes, not saying a word.

"Speak, why do you have to think of a way? What's wrong? "Speak." Pa! "Mu Shaori slammed his chopsticks on the table," When will my soup be served? "

"Wood..." Young Master Mu, I'm really sorry. The young miss made a mistake when she ordered just now. All the pheasants in the restaurant have already been used up, so … So... It may have to be transferred elsewhere. "

"Hehe, after you've transferred them over, clean them up and then cook them in the pot. How long do you think it will take you? Isn't it already dark? I think I'll eat lunch together with dinner."

The waiter's legs were shaking and the manager ran over, "Young Master Mu, I'm so sorry. Why don't you change the soup. This recipe is suitable for any soup. Today, Wang Ji invited you over."

"No way, I want Mountain Chicken Soup." As Mu Shaoli spoke, he got up and strode towards Wang Ji's kitchen. He did not believe that such a thing would happen to Wang Ji. If it were not for the pheasant, the young miss would not have let him order the dishes.

As soon as the kitchen door opened, it was really lively. He weighed the spoon in his hand, washed the vegetables, washed the dishes, cut the vegetables, and gathered all the seafood in the kitchen. With his sharp eyes, Mu Shaoli spotted the pheasant at first glance, then pointed at it and asked, "Who ordered this?"

"This... "This …" The manager wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was stuttering for a long time, but didn't say a word.

"Shao Li, I don't like chicken soup. Why don't we change it to fish soup? Only then can we make up for it." Mo Xiaozhu had already guessed what was going on as she chased after him. She pulled Mu Shaoli and was about to persuade him to return to the main hall.

"Is he surnamed Shui?" Mu Shaoli raised his voice loudly, not afraid of being overheard at all.

"Young Master Mu, I'm really sorry, it was our young miss who made a mistake when she ordered. Look, since this young miss wants to drink the Fish Head Soup, let's just code it so that you can have the Fish Head Soup, is that alright?"

"This won't do, I'll be making the chicken soup today. If you can't make it, then don't try to cook anymore, Wang Ji."

"Young Master Mu, look …"

Crash!" With a wave of his hand, the utensils at his side fell to the ground. "Crack!" With a "crack!", a large piece of the utensils at his side fell to the floor. "Crash!

However, the one who asked for the pheasant was none other than Shui Junyu, another big figure in T city. It was said that the people in T city all wanted to give him face, so no one dared to offend him.

"Bring me the chicken soup in half an hour. Do not lose even a single piece of meat, or else I will flatten your Wang Ji." After Mu Shaoli finished speaking, he turned around and pulled Mo Xiaozhu over to the dining table in large strides.

"Shao Li, don't …"

"Shut up." Now, he was no longer polite to Mo Xiaozhu. Obviously, he was angry.

"Don't think that I'm easy to mess with. Hur Hur, I'm going to make him suffer." He picked up a cup of wine and emptied his cup.

"Shao Li, stop drinking."

"Alright, I won't drink anymore. Hur Hur, they should be arriving soon. Xiaoxiao, in a while, let's just sit and watch the show."

"What?"

"You'll know soon enough." His gaze coldly swept over to Shui Junyu. It was as if that person was about to kill him.

Sure enough, after eating a few mouthfuls, Mo Xiaozhu finally understood the meaning behind Mu Shaoli's words.

Wang Ji's men left one after the other. As the number of people decreased, the dining hall became packed with people. After the time it took to eat, it became quiet.

Just as there were fewer people coming in and fewer people going out, a woman walked in from the entrance.

By the time Mo Xiaozhu felt something was amiss, the woman had already entered the dining room. Under the attention of the crowd, she leisurely walked in the direction of Shuijun Yu.

She was a woman that Mo Xiaozhu would never forget, vicious and malicious.

Yuan Wenqing, it turned out that she was the one who had come.

"Mu Shaoli, did you just call her?"

"No."

"Who is that? Didn't you say that that person was coming? Why hasn't he come yet?" So Mu Shaoli and Yuan Run Qing were having an affair. When she thought of this, she felt uncomfortable looking at Mu Shaoli.

Yuan Runqing had already walked up to the table. The restaurant immediately quieted down, but those who knew about the Shuijun were still looking in that direction. Those who didn't know about it were also curiously looking in that direction.

Leng Xueying's face turned from red to white, then from white to green. However, Shui Jungong still acted the same as before, casually eating his food, as if he didn't know that Yuan Run Qing had arrived.

That woman, she didn't have the slightest bit of sickness.

It had only been two days since she came back from the castle. Adding to the time she had spent from the peak of the mountain to the castle to her departure, it had not even been a week.

But, didn't they say that Yuan Run Qing was going to die?

Could it be that nothing had happened to her in just a few days?

Mo Xiaozhu's anger was ignited all of a sudden.

So it turned out that Li Ling Ran was also lying to her.

The chopsticks in her hand had long fallen onto the table. It was not because she wanted to watch a show, but because she could not accept the fact that Li Lingran had lied to her.

Anyone could lie to her, and it couldn't be only Li Ling Ran, the man who saved her and Qiang's lives.

Why is that?

"Yu, who called for the dishes? Why is there nothing that you like on the table?"

Leng Xueying's face turned even paler. She was neither able to sit nor leave.

"What, discharged?" Shui Junyu's voice was cold and indifferent. He did not even bother to look at Yuan Runqing.

"Not yet. However, I don't trust you. If you eat this kind of non-nutritious lunch, you better be careful not to eat too much." Yuan Runqing didn't mind the coldness of Shui Junyu's tone at all as she spoke gently.

Leng Xueying looked increasingly embarrassed. She stood up and said, "Mrs. Shui, what's the meaning of this? I ordered the dishes. Who said Jun Yu didn't like them? Look at him, he's eating everything."

"Impudent! I'm talking to Yu. Who wants you to talk too much?" Pa! "With a wave of his hand, Yuan Run Qing slapped Leng Xue Ying in the face," Who do you think you are? It's just a play.