Yang Ziheng looked at her again, silently did not speak, again to fight another dish, the same result.
"Did you forget who you were here?" Several times down Yang Ziheng is also angry, this woman is in public to let him down?
From childhood to adulthood, it was the first time for a woman to grab food in front of him. She could drag so much money that she owed herself. She really didn't pay attention to him.
"I owe you money, but I don't owe you my life. I can't afford a meal."
"You call it a meal?" Yang Ziheng looked disgusted: "you see which woman is like you, a little lady temperament is not even, so many dishes on the table are not enough for you to eat, you come here to enjoy it, not to be a valet to ask for forgiveness."
Fang Qingqing looked at the table, which he said so exaggerated, every dish has good.
She was unconvinced: "even a servant has the right to eat. You didn't speak when Mama Zhang asked me to eat just now. What can I do with my meal? Besides, are you still short of a meal when you are so rich? Finally, I'm not your girlfriend. Why behave like a lady in front of you
What is a lady? She was born short of it.
Yang Ziheng's face twisted into a ball, and he was really angry.
Never met such a woman!
"You get me the table!" He said angrily.
Fang Qingqing is not afraid that he is angry. How can he get off the table half eaten? Yang Ziheng is so angry because he just talked to him or robbed him of his lion's head. It's really stingy!
Some people say that the richer people are, the more fussy they are. Now she understands this truth. Yang Ziheng is one of them.
"OK, OK. I'll give this back to you." Fang Qingqing picked out the lion's head from the bowl and put it in Yang Ziheng's bowl: "you can see with your own eyes that I'm just in the bowl, but I haven't moved at all."
……
Yang Ziheng where there is still the mind to eat down, looking at the bowl of Fang Qingqing just clip over a face of black line.
"Yang Ziheng, aren't you so mean? Just angry is not because I ate what you like. I have not eaten all of them, and I haven't moved them. Why don't you dislike the dirty ones? A big man can't be so small. "
"Disgusting!"
Yang Ziheng threw down the bowl and left.
"If you feel sick, you'll be disgusted. If you don't eat, you'll fall down." Fang Qingqing continued to eat her own.
Listening to her, Yang Ziheng was even more angry. His face smelled so much that he could not stop at the stairway. He turned his head and looked at the joy that the woman was eating.
After a long time, he made room for her? Yang Ziheng has a kind of feeling of eating suffocation. He doesn't think about it. He goes back to the table again and stares at Fang Qingqing with his deep swamp eyes.
"What's the matter?" Fang Qingqing is not affected by him anyway, and continues to eat. The food is really delicious. The food of rich people is good.
"Don't forget your identity. I really think I'm a young lady waiting to be served by others."
Yo It turns out that to come back is to make trouble for her.
"I know that I will clean up the dishes and chopsticks later. Please rest assured of President Yang." She is not a person who takes advantage of others. She has to pay for her food.
The next second, all the dishes on the table were picked up by Yang Ziheng and poured on the table with various postures. For a while, the expensive table became very messy.
She is eating delicious, he poured all the dishes on the table, which is to hit her face!
"Eat, keep eating!" Yang Ziheng had a proud smile on his face.
Fang Qingqing's smile froze. Fortunately, she has strong self-regulation ability. When she looks up, she has put down her dishes and chopsticks. She does not care. "Thank you for the hospitality of Mr. Yang. I have enough to eat and drink. It's time to move. There is too much soup on the table. Please leave first, so as not to dirty your clothes."
What can be flexible and flexible is that she is Fang Qingqing. Fortunately, she was not born in a wealthy family when she was young. As long as she was at home, she would help her mother do this kind of housework. When she cooked at home, she had to clean up. It was just that she changed places. It was no different.
But she did as she did. I don't know why Yang Ziheng's face was more ugly.
Didn't he embarrass himself and ask her to clean up? Isn't he happy that she did it?
Yang Ziheng stood in front of the table, ignoring Fang Qingqing's words, and did not move. Some soup stains were about to wave on his clothes. Fang Qingqing quickly blocked them with a rag.
"Yang Ziheng, can you let Kaixing go? This oil will soon flow to your clothes."
Yang Ziheng did not move and stood still.
Seeing that the oil stains were about to spread to his trousers through the dishcloth, Fang Qingqing was really anxious: "you get out of the way, you'll soon be soaked, and you can't stop it!"
"There's nothing. It's too easy for you to be here. You have to find something to do for you?"
Fang Qingqing just watched the oil get on his pants, and Fang Qingqing could not stop it.
"Is that the attitude you want to move me with your actions and let me accept your request? Dirty my pants under my nose? Do you know how much my suit costs? Are you going to make compensation together with the price of this suit? ""Yang Ziheng, this dress is not on me! I've already let you go! "
Really, who is it!
"If you don't wipe it for me, what are you doing there?"
"Oh, oh, wipe Right now, now. " Fang Qingqing heard that she wanted to pay for the clothes, whether it was true or not, she was really afraid that Yang Ziheng wanted her to pay, so she quickly took a cloth to wipe it.
"Fang Qingqing!"
Yang Ziheng's roar came from the top of her head. Fang Qingqing saw that she was holding the dirty rag. Originally, his pants had only a little oil. Now, a large, pure white hand-made trousers have become unbearable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Fang Qingqing panicked and wanted to clean it up. How big was it.
Yang Ziheng pushed her away, gnashing his teeth: "you TM is intentional! Is it that I'm too good to talk
"No, no, I didn't mean to..."
Upstairs.
Yang Ziheng washes in the bathroom. Fang Qingqing is not well.
How much money does he have? He had to wash it off a little. But now he has such a large area, it must be scrapped.
If Yang Ziheng asks her to compensate, she really has to bump into tofu.
Now a debt she where to repay ah, Fang Qingqing pace back and forth all kinds of uneasiness.
"Bring me a bath towel and come in."
Yang Ziheng's voice came from the bathroom. Fang Qingqing immediately responded: "I know."
"The third cabinet on the right of the wardrobe, speed!"
Fang Qingqing finds the bath towel according to the instruction and knocks outside the bathroom.
"Ink what, bring it in!" Inside was Yang Ziheng's impatient voice.
Take it in?
"Yang Ziheng, I'll put the door for you. I'll come out right now. You can come out and get it in a minute."
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