With two years left to live, my nine sisters kicked me out of the house and regretted it for the res

"How about we make a bet?"

Looking at Zhang Baobao, Ye Fan said this to Wang Ming.

"bet?"

Wang Ming was confused.

"If you don't pay, what kind of bet are you making with me?"

He didn't understand Mark's brain circuit.

"It's only natural to give money to eat, but if you ask people to give you money, wouldn't you not only have no money, but also lose your mind?"

Ye Fan remained calm.

"Why are you doing all these tricks?"

"Don't you just think I'm not good enough for the baby, and want the baby to see my embarrassed side, and then increase your weight in her heart?"

Ye Fan's straightforwardness made Wang Ming a little angry.

"Fart, what kind of people have what kind of thoughts, I am not that kind of person!"

He looked at Zhang Baobao anxiously, but he didn't notice him at all. He just frowned slightly, thinking about Mark's words.

"Hmph, just bet! What do you want to bet on?"

He had no choice but to take Ye Fan's words and make a bet with him.

"Of course, just bet on what I just said, not only will I not have to pay, this hotel will also give me money!"

"Chen Fan..."

Zhang Baobao was a little hesitant.

"My sister has saved a lot of money over the years, and she should still be able to spend tens of thousands of dollars!"

No matter whether Mark was confident or not, she didn’t want Mark to bet with others.

No matter what, this incident all happened because of her. There was no need for Mark to gamble or anything.

"It's okay, trust me!"

Ye Fan smiled at Zhang Baobao and winked at her.

This blink of an eye made Zhang Baobao's heart flutter.

Forget it, just bet!

Whatever your man does, support him!

"Ok!"

She agreed to Ye Fan in a daze, her face as red as a red apple.

"Since it's a bet, there must be a stake, right?"

Wang Ming's voice was a little distorted.

He didn't believe that in this situation, Chen Fan didn't have to pay, but the restaurant had to repay him.

"Do you know that my baby is annoying you?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If you lose, you will stay eight feet away from my baby from now on! Do you understand?"

That disdainful gesture made Wang Ming take a deep breath.

"Then what if you lose?"

"Um..."

Ye Fan pondered for a while, and his words almost made Wang Ming go berserk.

"Just punish me by not being able to see my baby for a day!"

"What the hell..."

Wang Ming rolled up his sleeves and was about to fuck Ye Fan.

"Okay, let's tease you. If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want!"

"Chen Fan!"

Zhang Baobao just wanted to laugh because of Ye Fan's words. When he heard Ye Fan's words, he immediately raised his head. Just as he was about to dissuade him, Wang Ming quickly made the decision.

"Okay, this is what you said!"

"I want to see how this hotel charges you!"

"Chen Fan?"

Zhang Baobao exhaled softly again.

"Are you sure? There is no need to follow any rules with people like him!"

Good guy, the bet hasn't even started yet. Zhang Baobao has already thought about it. If Wang Ming makes any undue request after Ye Fan loses, he can refuse it directly.

Ye Fan looked funny and gently scratched Baobao Zhang's nose.

"Don't worry, baby, I'm here!"

This baby name is not necessarily Zhang Baobao's nickname.

The bet was finalized, and as Wang Ming looked at him wanting to eat someone, Ye Fan called the waiter up.

"Are you sure this is thirty-eight thousand bottles of wine?"

Ye Fan picked up the wine glass and asked the waiter.

"Yes, sir, because Mr. Wang always spends a lot of money in our hotel, so he said to get the cheaper one, so I subconsciously took this bottle of 38,000 Maotai-flavor wine."

"I didn't know that this meal was not invited by Master Wang."

The waiter looked horrified.

Good guy, he will also add drama to himself. While praising Wang Ming, he also doesn't forget to step on Ye Fan.

"Did you hear that?"

"Thirty-eight thousand a bottle! Pay now!"

Wang Ming puffed up his chest proudly.

Ye Fan shook his head and took a sip of wine from the glass.

"Any high-priced Maotai-flavor liquor has outstanding sauce aroma, elegant and delicate entrance, plump and mellow, and long aftertaste. After drinking it, the aroma will linger in the empty cup."

"But what kind of wine are you serving?"

Ye Fan gently slapped the front of the bottle cap a few times.

"The aroma lingers. We've only been eating for about half an hour. Where is the aroma of your wine?"

He took another sip of wine.

"Let's talk about the soy sauce aroma. The soy sauce aroma is the product of deep fermentation of grain under the influence of koji. It is similar to the aroma and taste of soy sauce. What does it smell like?"

“Finally, let’s keep the fragrance!”

Ye Fan poured the wine in the glass onto the table.

"For high-end liquor, there will be a faint aftertaste in the cup after drinking, which is the result of the polymerization of alcohols and esters in the koji."

"Smell the aftertaste at the bottom of this cup. Is it aroma?"

He showed the wine glass to several people, and several people could feel an uncomfortable stench from the tips of their noses.

"To sum up, not only is your wine not a mid-to-high-end liquor, it's not worth 38,000 yuan. I'm afraid it's not even worth 3,800 yuan. If you ask me for 38,000 yuan, if I go to the regulatory authorities..."

Before he finished speaking, the waiter quickly took Ye Fan's hand.

"Brother, you are my brother, please don't!"

The waiter's forehead was covered with nervous sweat.

He felt something bad from the moment Ye Fan started to open his mouth. When Ye Fan finished speaking, he knew that he was finished.

He knew what he was doing. As soon as he heard that Wang Ming was planning to frame Ye Fan, he secretly looked at Ye Fan from behind.

This man is dressed in all kinds of clothes, he is young, and the woman next to him is also dressed as a college student.

If you really give them high-end wine, can they taste it?

Wild boars can't eat fine chaff, so wouldn't it be a waste for them?

Simply hide the good wine for it and take a bottle of inferior wine to top up the number.

It’s all a waste in the end anyway, right?

As for Wang Ming, he knows nothing about wine, he just drinks to get the atmosphere.

Who knew that this greed could ruin a big thing.

This Ye Fan not only understands wine, he can also explain the secrets involved.

"You don't have to pay for the wine. I paid for it for you. I'll take it as an apology! I just ask you not to tell the boss!"

"Ok?"

Before Ye Fan could speak, Wang Ming stopped and grabbed the waiter by the collar.

"What did you say? What he said was true. You fucking fooled me with fake wine?"

"Master Wang, I'm sorry, Master Wang! My hands were shaking and I confused the wine worth 38,000 yuan with the wine worth 100 yuan!"

The waiter quickly quibbled.

"I'm going to your mother!"

Wang Ming punched the waiter, and the waiter fell to the ground. Wang Ming was still angry, so he rushed forward and kicked him twice.

"let's go!"

Seeing that the winner was decided, Zhang Baobao happily pulled Ye Fan to leave. She didn't expect Ye Fan to understand this. This really surprised her!

Ye Fan straightened his clothes.

"Fight after fight, don't forget the bet!"

"When you see my baby from now on, stay eight feet away from her!"

He glanced at Wang Ming lightly and walked straight past him.