The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Trolleys filled with all kinds of expensive drinks shuttled between the dining tables.

The people who had been shouting, flattering each other, and eating with chopsticks gradually became quiet.

Ye Chen was holding chopsticks and still chewing a chicken wing in his mouth. His ears suddenly moved. Although the expression on his face did not change, the feeling was obviously different.

From the relaxed and humorous tone just now, he became a little serious, and even a little murderous intent leaked out.

But Ye Chen quickly hid this trace of murderous intent and continued to add a piece of tofu.

The quiet people around were stretching their necks and looking in one direction.

That was the waitress pushing the drinks cart.

She is tall and slender, and her face is very beautiful.

Wearing a bright red tight-fitting cheongsam, it perfectly accentuated the waitress's slender figure.

Most of the men present focused their attention on the enchanting curve that looked like a ridge on the side and peaks on the side.

The women pouted and looked at it a little sourly.

This waitress is very professional in her business and looks very elegant and decent in every move she makes.

The white and slender hands shook the crystal wine, filling one glass after another like a line.

"Have a drink!" the waitress said, her voice as melodious as an oriole. Although it was just a simple sentence, it seemed to be filled with the beauty of music.

The waitress quickly finished the drinks for the two tables outside.

So he started to walk with light steps again, pushing the wine cart towards Mr. Yang and Ye Chen.

During this period, we passed a few more tables, but the waitress didn't pour them drinks. She seemed to be heading this way with a very clear goal.

Whenever this waitress leaves, there will be a burst of fragrance around her.

This caused these men to scramble and at the same time pretend to be sniffing gently.

As other waiters began to come up.

The crowd gradually regained its energy and was no longer so quiet, but they were all whispering and their eyes still stayed on the first waitress.

I just feel that every move and every smile of this woman is full of charm, which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

The waitress's mouth curved nicely, and she looked at Ye Chen with respect on her face.

And the whole body's posture is also polite, and he is about to pour wine for everyone.

Ye Chen suddenly slammed the table, and the sudden loud noise was like a dose of heart-clearing medicine, which instantly brought everyone back to their senses.

"You! What are you doing standing still? Who is not senior to you here? Hurry up and pour the wine." Ye Chen looked at Yang Qianqian half-jokingly.

Yang Qianqian stared at Ye Chen with wide eyes, pointed at herself with her index finger, "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course it's you! Go quickly!" Ye Chen still had a smile on his face.

"Ye Chen, are you crazy? Who am I? I'll pour the wine." Yang Qianqian lowered her voice.

Ye Chen also lowered his voice and leaned his head towards Yang Qianqian, "Aren't you a maid? How can the maid be on the table? It's good that I didn't ask you to stand behind me."

"You!!" Yang Qianqian was furious, but now such a scene made it difficult for her to get angry, so she could only endure it.

"Miss Maid! Hurry up and pour the wine! Otherwise, that beautiful lady will steal your limelight." Ye Chen's tone suddenly became a little higher.

Yang Qianqian took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes widened, and she felt like her liver was going to burst.

It seems that I can clearly hear my own self-esteem, as if it was a mirror that fell to the ground and shattered.

And the sound of the broken glass can still be heard clearly.

Yang Qianqian finally couldn't bear it any longer and stood up suddenly, "I'm going to risk everything today. I'm going to fight you!"

"Do you really not care about your own image?" Ye Chen suddenly said quickly in a low voice.

Only then did Yang Qianqian come to her senses, looked around awkwardly, and sat down suddenly.

"I asked you to take care of your own image and the image of your own maid. Why did you sit down again?" Ye Chen added.

Two days ago, he stood up again with a frown on his face, a look of disbelief on his face, and anger rising straight to the top of his head.

Ye Chen leaned back, raised his head and met Yang Qianqian's eyes.

Yang Qianqian's chest heaved violently and she glared at Ye Chen fiercely.

His eyes suddenly turned and he saw the very dignified Qin Feixue beside him.

Suddenly, Yang Qianqian felt a clever idea come to her mind.

"Mr. Ye, you see, everyone is here for you today. Everyone and I feel that on behalf of my grandfather, I will toast everyone a glass of wine with you."

"Let's go!" Yang Qianqian directly pulled Ye Chen's wrist.

The moment Yang Qianqian came into contact with Ye Chen, Qin Feixue's brows suddenly wrinkled.

A majestic aura of a matron exuded, and she looked sideways at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen, who suddenly felt a murderous aura, turned back and glanced at his wife.

Qin Feixue seemed to snort coldly and looked away.

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and Ye Chen seemed to see his tragic fate after returning home tonight.

If he and Yang Qianqian were toasting at the table together, wouldn't it be like a newlywed couple toasting like relatives and friends at a wedding banquet?

He licked his lips and said, "Well... I'm too drunk and am a little dizzy. Why don't you go first." Ye Chen looked around.

Yang Qianqian laughed directly, "You haven't even drank, so what do you mean you can't drink enough?"

Ye Chen looked at Yang Qianqian and kept winking at her.

"Mr. Ye, what do you mean? Why do you keep blinking in the direction of your wife?" Yang Qianqian felt happy and deliberately embarrassed Ye Chen.

Ye Chen hurriedly turned around to look at Qin Feixue and smiled awkwardly.

Qin Feixue rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in her mouth.

Ye Chen tilted his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Give it a go!"

"What?" Yang Qianqian didn't hear clearly.

"You made a bet with me last time, but you lost. You said you wanted to be my maid."

"Now as your master, I order you to propose a toast." Ye Chen directly revealed his background, and in public.

"Are you looking for death?" Yang Qianqian directly picked up a wine bottle on the table and tried to fight Ye Chen.

Ye Chen hurriedly escaped with a smile, while Yang Qianqian immediately chased after him.

Everyone thought it was a joke and looked at the farce with laughter.

"Ye Chen! Stop! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm telling the truth!" Ye Chen kept dodging everywhere.

"Brother, let me lend you your bald head!" Ye Chen hid behind a bald man.

The man just smiled, because all his attention was on the waitress standing next to him.

The waitress was very cautious at first, but later she regarded it as just a fight between two people and didn't take it seriously.

However, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly burst into murderous intent, and with lightning speed, he directly pushed the waitress to the ground, and then took out his belt.

"Ye Chen, you're a pervert, what are you going to do?" Yang Qianqian shouted with her face flushed.

Marven didn't say anything, and tied the waitress's hands with a serious face.