Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Ye's words caused Luo Yangyang and the canonization to look back at the same time.

Although Luo Ye was smiling, his smile was seen in the eyes of Luo Yangyang and Feng Sheng, but two meanings were seen.

Luo Yangyang felt that Luo Ye was still sunny.

However, from the perspective of Fengsheng, Luo Ye's smile was so provocative, and his eyelids were slightly lifted, adding a touch of arrogance.

"There are so many people, it's okay to eat together." The corner of Feng Sheng's mouth twitched, and a cold smile appeared.

The canonization's answer was really beyond Luo Yangyang's expectations, and she couldn't help but look at the canonization a few more times.

According to the canonized temperament, he should treat Luo Ye like Su Fan.

It's right for him to ignore the cold look of disdain to care about with the other party, but today, how could he suddenly promise Luo Ye to eat together?

Luo Ye didn't expect that the canonization would be so easy, so he agreed to his request to eat together.

Seeing as if the winning ticket was in hand, sitting on the canonization who was not afraid of anyone's challenge, Luo Ye clenched his fists with both hands hanging beside him.

His eyes soaked in coldness by the canonization aroused a burning fighting spirit.

As if perceiving the unusual and unfriendly aura between Fengsheng and Luo Ye, Luo Yangyang let go of Fengsheng's hand.

She walked to Sister Hong: "Sister Hong, let's go out to eat at noon."

Luo Yangyang took the initiative to invite Sister Hong because she was worried that Fengsheng and Luo Ye were at the table, and she might do something. One more person would provide a guarantee.

Sister Hong originally wanted to refuse, Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng had a meal together. She hadn't been interested in being a light bulb.

But looking at the expressions of Fengsheng and Luo Ye, especially Luo Ye, who seemed to be able to fight at any time, she nodded and agreed: "OK."

Yang Yang guessed that he was also worried about an accident and wanted to find another person to save the scene.

"Chacha, you keep it at home, and order your own takeaway."

Sister Hong turned her head, and ordered Chacha standing in front of the counter.

"Ah? Why can't I go?"

When Chacha heard that other people were going out for a big meal, but she could only order takeaways, her heart suddenly became unbalanced.

"You are also gone, who will look after the house?" Sister Hong opened her mouth and asked rhetorically.

"It's fine if you don't go far. It's not that you haven't gone out to eat together before."

Chacha looked reluctant when he thought of having to guard the Youth Hostel alone.

The folk customs of the ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River are simple and honest, and the door is open and they are not worried about being stolen.

What's more, their hotel opened a house and lived in a shop, and there was nothing to be taken away by others.

"Children must be obedient." Sister Hong patted Chacha's head and soothed. "The money is in the drawer, so I can order takeout."

The adults didn't take her to play with, with a helpless look of tea, they could only watch Luo Yangyang and the others leave silently.

"Huh! I also want to eat a luxurious meal, I want to order the most expensive, most expensive, and most expensive takeaway!"

After everyone left, they were left in the Youth Hostel to watch the tea and tea, gnawing biscuits and said angrily.

Seafood shop, private room.

Luo Yangyang sat with Fengsheng, Luo Ye sat with Hong Sister, and Luo Yangyang was opposite Hong Sister.

"Can you ask me what you do?"

Luo Ye looked at the canonization, as if he didn't know the canonization before.

The information he checked on the Internet was not complete. He only knew that Fengsheng was the president of the Fengshi Group. Because of his love affair with Luo Yangyang, he was pushed to the forefront of the storm by the army of public opinion.

The canonization posture sits casually, he looks at Luo Ye's eyes, indifferent and calm, unable to see any real thoughts: "Vagrant."