"You fart!" The young man raised his hand and slapped Wen Tingyun in the face, "I beat..."

Seeing this scene, Nan Yan screamed in fright, and was about to rush forward, but was grabbed behind by Chu Yunyao.

The young man didn't finish his sentence when he saw a white shadow swaying, his wrist was pinched, and two crisp "papa" sounds fell on his face.

Before the young man came back to his senses, Chu Yunyao kicked him in the stomach and kicked him to the door.

"You, you, you are?" These young people don't look very old. Fifteen or sixteen years old is the age to be brave. It may be the first time to see Chu Yunyao in person, and they are overwhelmed by the sudden strong aura up.

But after all, he is too young, and he has the guts of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. When he sees that the kicker is a luxuriously dressed, beautiful, delicate and soft woman, the timidity that just surged up is immediately replaced by humiliation .

Chu Yunyao didn't bother to answer these people's words, so she said coldly: "You are also responsible for Yun Laike's shopkeeper?"

Wen Tingyun looked down at Chu Yunyao who was protecting him, with mixed feelings in his heart for a moment.

Since Bao'er's accident, Chu Yunyao has been alienated from herself. Although the two families resumed contact after Bao'er woke up, the casual and intimacy between them is no longer the same as before, more or less transparent. With a little caution and polite alienation.

As if he was afraid that an unintentional sentence would poke the other party and hurt the family relationship that was so hard to come by.

But now, he is clearly able to deal with this kind of situation. Seeing him being provoked by these children, Chu Yunyao rushed forward without even thinking about it. She didn't even explain clearly, so she directly made a move because of him. .

It must be a lie to say that I am not moved.

What surprised and delighted him the most was not that Chu Yunyao defended him, but that he had found the same innocence and no distinction between him and Chu Yunyao when they first got along.

He just regarded her as his sister's child, his own niece, not the famous Mrs. Mo of the Mo family.

She just regarded him as her uncle who was related by blood, that's all.

The young man was helped up by his companions, touched his hot face, wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips, and there was a shameful light in his eyes: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to touch my young master, but my young master... ..”

Just as he was about to reveal his identity, his companion behind him covered his mouth in time.

Wen Tingyun sneered: "Are you Young Master Li, the grandson of Boss Li of Wuzhai Restaurant?"

There were three floors inside and three floors outside. The spectators upstairs and downstairs suddenly understood something and made a few clatters.

Then Young Master Li's identity was revealed by Wen Tingyun on the spot, and his fair face turned into a pig's liver color, "Don't try to speculate about the identity of the young master. Is it possible that you Yunlaike opened the door to do business, and you still have to care about the identity of the young master?"

Wen Tingyun put his hands behind his back, maintaining a businessman's unique smile on his face, "Yun Laike opens the door to do business, of course it is to welcome guests from all over the world with a smile, and treats guests from all over the world with sincerity, there is no reason to turn away guests.

But Young Master Li, you brought this group of people here for five days in a row. The first four days were reserved for dinner upstairs. You ordered all the special dishes and signature dishes of this restaurant, as well as all kinds of dim sum, and even recruited the back chef. I carefully questioned the method of making the signature dishes in this restaurant.

If Young Master Li hadn't asked such detailed questions, I wouldn't have noticed Young Master Li.

But after you bring these people to taste all the cuisines in this restaurant, it is unreasonable to bring people over to make trouble.

Since you said that the cockroach was boiled with the soup, why is there only a little soup on the skin of the cockroach, but the inside is dry? "