I Can See Probability

I don't know how to be ashamed to elope for your size. Lu Yanyan spat and cursed, feeling ashamed herself.

After a while, a black luxury car - Aston Martin DBX - drove up to the entrance of Chen Ji Restaurant.

As soon as the car door opened, there was a young man who, under the wait of his entourage, hid under a parasol and walked in towards the restaurant step by step.

Lu Yanyan's back was facing the gate, and Chen Jing's side happened to be facing the gate, so when he raised his head, he could just see this young man.

This person is about 20 years old and wears a Tang suit shirt on his upper body. On the right wrist is a fine yellow rosewood bracelet, and on the left wrist is a simple-looking watch with Piaget engraved on the dial. Anyone who is a little bit knowledgeable can tell that this is a luxury Earl watch, and the one in his hand may cost more than 600,000 yuan.

And around his neck, he also wears an emerald jade Guanyin.

It can be said that his whole body is a luxury item, even the clothes are cut from the top brocade.

Chen Jing felt a little strange that such an aristocrat suddenly stepped into the facade of Chen's restaurant.

It's just that although this noble son is very noble, his appearance is hard to associate with handsomeness.

Objectively speaking, his face can only be said to be very blessed.

After the son entered the store, he seemed to be a little disgusted with the smell of oily smoke. He also took out a handkerchief in his hand, covered his mouth and nose slightly, and then swept his eyes and fixed on Lu Yanyan.

Then, a smile appeared on his square face, and he walked a few steps closer, and suddenly said, Yanyan, so you are here again, didn't you agree that we will have dinner together at noon today? Why are you here again? Came here? I'm afraid the sanitation level of this kind of place can't pass the test.

He walked to the side, but couldn't find a place to sit. It seemed that he just wanted to call Lu Yanyan away, as long as Lu Yanyan left, he didn't want to stay here for a second.

Lu Yanyan ignored him, pretending she didn't hear it on purpose, and then opened her mouth to Chen Jing: I want to eat.

If you want to eat, just eat... Chen Jing just stuffed it into his mouth, preparing to leave a few bones for her.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his foot was stepped on under the table.

Then he saw that Lu Yanyan seemed to be blinking at him to signal something.

The smart Chen Jing soon realized it, and stuffed a piece of garlic into her mouth: Eat it, I know you love garlic the most.

... Lu Yanyan narrowed her eyes suddenly as if she wanted to kill someone.

But with a fake smile on her face, she opened her mouth and ate the garlic that Chen Jing fed.

Under the table, she stepped on Chen Jing's toes again.

Chen Jing, you bastard, you love garlic!

The stir-fry method of spicy diced chicken is generally to add the garlic, and fry it until it is half-cooked until it smells fragrant, so the garlic is basically still raw.

Southerners eat raw garlic, and whoever eats it will know the taste.

Chen Jing's feet under the table had shrunk up very tactfully.

Therefore, Lu Yanyan stomped on her just now in a retaliatory manner, and it was all in vain.

Then,

He continued to have an amiable smile that was brighter than Father Sun, picked out another garlic from the bowl, and fed it again: Come on, open your mouth, good things come in pairs, eat another one.

... Lu Yanyan's tongue became numb from eating. She played a prank with him before, and both of them were crying eyes, but now her eyes and mouth are also hot.

But in front of those who want to act, she must continue to act.

So, although the eyes can kill, but there is still a smile on the face: Thank you.

Hey, you're welcome. Chen Jing fed her garlic, grabbed a piece of meat with his backhand, waved it around in front of her eyes, and stuffed it into his mouth.

... Lu Yanyan pouted her mouth, and stomped her feet everywhere under the table.

Those eyes seem to be talking too—Smelly Chen Jing, I really want to beat you up!

Chen Jing shrank his feet very high, with a smug look on his face.

After eating, I found garlic for her.

I'm full, I don't want any more. Lu Yanyan declined with a smile. She doesn't want garlic.

Since you're full, this plate is mine. Chen Jing hugged the plate and enjoyed it by himself logically.

Lu Yanyan had a resentful look on her face, Aunt Xu obviously fired it for me, you split half of my plate, and you still want to rob me of the rest, it's too bad.

The noble young man looked at the intimate behavior of the two of them from the side, and his face had already become ugly.

Especially his pair of eyes were as cold as knives, staring at Chen Jing all the time.

But Chen Jing knew that he was looking at him, but he just pretended not to see him.

Undoubtedly, even if Lu Yanyan didn't say it, Chen Jing would have guessed it. This noble son is probably the future son-in-law that Lu Jingtong is looking for.

If not, Lu Yanyan would not have acted so abnormally all of a sudden.

Judging from the outfit of this noble son, Lu Jingtong's vision is at least qualified. At least this guy's family is rich, so he can be regarded as a wealthy son-in-law!

Moreover, Chen Jing also secretly scanned his eyes with the Tianzi Wangqi technique, and found that there was a 49 cm spiritual line in the lower dantian of this noble son.

Even the follower beside him has a 15 cm long spiritual thread in his body.

This also shows that Lu Jingtong has a good vision, and actually chose a qi refiner to be his future son-in-law.

However, Chen Jing suddenly became suspicious.

Why did Lu Jingtong get involved with a qi refiner?

If Lu Jingtong knew about the Qi refining circle, then it would make sense that he and Fang Yizhen had been doing Lu Yanyan's ideological work during this period of time.

Chen Jing understands how much an ordinary person yearns for the qi refining circle.

'Unfortunately, Uncle Lu never knew that I am also a Qi refiner. '

Eating calmly, until all the spicy chicken diced on the plate was wiped out, Chen Jing took a sip of herbal tea in satisfaction.

Lu Yanyan never looked back at the noble young master.

That aristocratic young master is very good at patience, Chen Jing regards him as air, yet he can hold back.

After pondering for a long time, he finally moved his eyes away from Chen Jing, and then looked at Lu Yanyan: Yanyan, I have come to pick you up in person, so I won't give you any face?

Only then did Lu Yanyan turn her head and look at him: I told you a long time ago, don't waste your time on me. I'm actually just a very ordinary citizen. Noble people, I really can't stand you. You look down on me This kind of small restaurant is actually my favorite place to come to. In fact, the generation gap between us is really big, why do you keep pestering me?

Taste can be improved. As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black. As long as you are willing to accept it, I will make you like a noble princess, or even a noble queen in a short time. All of this , It's all in your thought. The young master stroked the beads on his wrist.

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