Interstellar Food God [System]

"My upright, noble brother who doesn't pry into other people's private information," Jerry said, shaking his head, as if singing, "You don't even know who that lady is."

"My name is Irene. She is of Chinese descent. She graduated from the Guangming Military Academy. Like Modi, she was a lieutenant when she entered the army. She was engaged in information, but she had no achievements. She married Yorkson this year and was promoted to a major, but she might be a lieutenant colonel next year."

"She and Modi are both government-raised children. They met when they were three years old. They have been childhood sweethearts for more than 20 years. They will always be in the same school, the same grade, and the same class. When Modi went to the front line of the army, she stayed in the rear and the two separated."

The more Louis listened, his eyes became darker, and he frowned, as if thinking of something.

"Yes!" Jerry nodded, and made a debut appearance. Although his tone was sympathetic, his smile was cheerful and cruel, "She is Mo Xiaofei's biological mother, Chef Mo's former soul mate, Modi's ... ex-wife!"

Louis frowned suddenly, and his expression was very complicated for a while.

Jerry felt that he had said enough, and his brother must have figured out the twists and turns behind this, so he took a step back, thought about it, and took another step back.

Louis suddenly squeezed the goblet tightly. After a long silence, he picked up the glass again. He wanted to just take a sip, but for some reason, the moment his tongue touched the red wine, his mouth seemed to be on fire. He drank it all in one gulp, then put the quilt back on the table vigorously, his fingers slightly gripping the tablecloth.

When did red wine get so strong?

Jerry was shocked by his aura, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at him a bit squarely, moved to the side, and moved again... How does it feel, he seems to have turned on some terrible switch.

So, Jerry... ran away in fear.

Louis formed an area around which no one dared to approach. He frowned fiercely, but saw that Irene was still talking to Modi. He didn't know whether it was an apology or a joke. He glanced over here, as if thoughtful.

Snapped--!

The glass in Louis' hand shattered.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the little protagonist of the banquet finally appeared.The little niece of Jerry's family has the same blonde hair and blue eyes as Jerry, and she is dressed like a little princess. Two or 300 people in the banquet hall wish the little princess a happy birthday.

Louis stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, looked at the little girl with a smile, and said, "Happy birthday, dear Lida." Then he took her little hand and kissed it lightly. He was gentlemanly and gentle, handsome and effervescent.

The little girl had a dreamy face, as if she had fallen in love with Louis, or had always loved him deeply.The ladies all around let out an "oooh" sound, almost unable to stand intoxicated.

Modi stood not far away and watched, and suddenly felt that this kid would find a partner in the future. The man he met since he was a child is the best in the entire galaxy. Will there be someone like the general in the future?

Mo Fei leaned weakly towards Modi, and hummed enviously, as if he also wanted to be kissed by the male god.

Jerry leaned over and hooked his shoulders to Mo: "How's it going, is it lively?"

Modi remembered one thing, asked his colleagues to take Mo Fei, pulled Jerry aside, and took out a small box of mints: "This is my new one. It has the same shape as this mint, and it has my spiritual power. , you just tell the general that it is just ordinary sugar, which is more convenient than dietary therapy, and I hope it will come in handy.”

Jerry took it, opened it and took a look, the fresh fruity scent: "Mango flavor."

"Well," Modi said with a smile, "Didn't the general like mangoes the most?"

Jerry's expression suddenly became a bit complicated, and he patted Modi on the shoulder, thinking: Modi asked Louis what flavor he likes two days ago, so it was for this reason, he was really careful.

"Brother, I thank you on behalf of my cousin." Jerry said with a serious face after pondering for a long time, "But I have to tell you something unfortunate."

Modi didn't understand, so Jerry's expression became more and more painful, and he held Modi's shoulder: "You also know that I have a cheap mouth, and my words leak out."

Modi: "..."

"Those two people apologized to you just now, didn't they? It was my cousin who taught them a lesson, and also put on air-conditioning in various ways, and used mental pressure to suppress people, making it quite bloody."

"But that's not the point." Jerry said heavily, "The point is... I told him that Irene is your ex-wife."

Modi's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know what was wrong, he felt that something was wrong.

"My cousin seems to be in a bad mood. I just passed the table where he was standing and saw the glass was broken, and then I saw his hand was broken."

Modi felt that the whole person didn't know how to react: "...No, what do you mean? The general is angry, why?"

Jerry shook his head desperately, patted Modi on the shoulder desperately, sighed, and left.

Modi didn't understand his point at all. Seeing that this person left just like that, he felt like he was being blinded, and he wondered why the general was angry?Because he knew that Erin was his ex-wife?Seeing his ex-wife run away with someone else, still dangling in front of his eyes, feel resentful for him?Then why did Jerry have that "you wish you were lucky" expression on his face?

He thought about it for a while, but he couldn't figure out why. When he turned around, he saw Yorkson standing by the wall not far away. His posture seemed to be about to attack at any time, staring at Modi. Take a panoramic view of his interaction with Jerry just now.

Modi thought about it from his standpoint, thinking that he must be wondering how he could appear here, and why he could still talk to Jerry.If you know Jerry, you can hook up with General Louis. Judging from Yorkson's attitude just now, he wants to curry favor with the general.However, a person like Yorkson wants to save face, so he shouldn't be so thick-skinned that he asked Modi, who was cuckolded by himself, to help him establish a relationship with the general.

Modi walked back, but saw Irene sitting on the sofa opposite Mo Fei, and several colleagues stood watching not far away, and they were a little thoughtful when they saw Modi.

Modi had to stand not far away to watch.

Irene's eyes were red, and she wanted to touch Mo Fei's face, but Mo Fei kept ignoring her, lowered his head, and gently dodged her, saying something, as if he hoped that Irene would not disturb them.

Irene was weeping, her eyes drooping silently, her snow-white neck was like a swan, forming a fragile arc.

Modi glanced at Yorkson again, and sure enough, the latter was staring viciously at this side, as if there was something going on, and he was about to rush forward at any time.

He looked at it, thinking about it.

He just felt that Yorkson is actually very protective of Irene, and even a bit too possessive. But before, it seemed that Irene was also very strong, and I'm afraid she was restrained by Yorkson all the time, and she couldn't come to see Mo Fei before. , it should be that Yorkson does not allow it. If Irene is forced not to want Mo Fei, it must be his idea.

Now this scene is very suspicious.Although Yorkson still looked like a hungry tiger protecting food, why did he allow Irene to touch the child?

Modi decided to test it out, and walked over to Irene and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Irene looked straight at Modi, her eyes seemed to have water, like a weak and gorgeous flower of high mountains, charming and charming.

Modi looked at her, then at Yorkson, feeling a little ridiculous.

How much affection did the former owner of this body have for Irene, so that she felt that even if she married someone else, she would still be infatuated and match them up with Jerry or Louis?

However, Irene couldn't be sure if she thought about it, this time it was probably just a test.

Modi smiled, and suddenly had an idea similar to a prank, but the pranks of adults often have less joking meaning and more evil meaning.

"Modi, long time no see." Irene stood up slowly, with a fragile expression, "Can we... talk?"