Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

The waiter at Jushan Pavilion estimated that they had never encountered such a scene of three prominent figures vying for a private room in their entire life, especially when there were other vacant private rooms.

These three bosses just stood silently at the door of the No. 3 private room in the world. It seemed that they would not give in at all. The waiter didn't know what to do with his hands and feet, and the boss of Jushan Pavilion was so scared that he couldn't come. In [-] minutes, I came down from the stairs profusely sweating, and I panicked when I saw the situation.

Mu Xing, this is an old customer. He has been eating here all the time, and he has always eaten in this private room. This private room has almost become Mu Xing's exclusive private room in the later stage. Open reason.

……………Although I don’t know what to eat inside, I haven’t finished eating all morning.

Mr. Chu is even a rare visitor. This gentleman is not in good health. When he seldom comes out, he usually invites the chef from Jushan Pavilion to cook in the villa. But today I don’t know what kind of wind blows this man here. !

When the boss looked at Qin Yue and Wei Kesong behind him, he already had a headache!

Qin Yue didn't like Jushan Pavilion very much before. The president even used means to make Jushan Pavilion go bankrupt. By the way, he wanted to poach the chef of Jushan Pavilion, but because the chef had feelings for the restaurant, he didn't leave. The president didn't know what was going on, but he let Jushan Pavilion go, which caused the boss to panic when he saw Qin Yue.

The boss looked at the appearance of the three legs, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Mu Xing, who was relatively easy to talk to: "Mr. Mu Xing, is your food cold? Do you need us to pack it for you?"

This is tactful seeing off the guests. The boss looked anxiously at Mu Xing, whose eyes were fixed on Wei Kesong's body. He didn't know how this cold-looking great god would react. In the end, Mu Xing just paused and said. :"Can."

Before the boss could show his joy, Mu Xing stepped forward and stood in front of Wei Kesong: "Young Master Wei, I know how to eat spicy food."

Wei Kesong was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand Mu Xing's serious intention to report the taste change to himself, so he could only answer dryly: "...very, very good, how did it change?"

Qin Yue gave an inexplicable chuckle, avoiding Mu Xing's direct gaze: "Don't force it if you don't know how to eat spicy food naturally, it won't have good results." Chu Mingzhou in the wheelchair: "If you are not in good health, don't eat too heavy food, Mr. Chu, this restaurant and this private room are not suitable for your status, Mr. Chu, please change to another place to eat. "

The smell of sex in the air became inexplicably strong. Chu Mingzhou tapped his index finger twice on the shiny wooden armrest of the wheelchair, and did not answer Qin Yue's words at all. Instead, he turned to look at the shop owner and said, "I am He came several hours before him, when I was waiting for this private room, he didn’t know where he was, and if he had to talk about first come, first served, now I can enter this private room.”

Qin Yue's face suddenly became gloomy, and the shop owner was confused when he heard Chu Mingzhou's words, and felt that there was something in the words of this big guy who didn't come out very much, but he still looked at Qin Yue apologetically, and said honestly: "Yes. , you can enter this private room...."

Wei Kesong made a sound at this time, he didn't want to see Chu Mingzhou very much, he took Qin Yue's hand and shook it, and whispered next to his ear, "Hey, how about we change it?" Where to eat?"

Qin Yue's complexion softened visibly with the naked eye, he leaned down slightly from the side and approached Wei Kesong with his ears very naturally, his attitude was a very ambiguous intimacy, and the words were also: "Don't you like this house?"

Wei Kesong was a little uncomfortable, Qin Yue was too close, but his thoughts were quickly taken away by Qin Yue's words: "Aren't you feeling sick to your stomach? And you just went for a checkup this morning, or you should eat less Is it spicy?"

Qin Yue's eyes glanced at Mu Xing quickly, and his tone became a little lighter, feeling like he was about to float up: "Huh? You're just giving in to me before you're married? I thought you'd just give in to other people's habit of not eating spicy food. "

Mu Xing's lips were pursed into a straight line, and his hands were clenched tightly. He stared at Wei Kesong intently. Wei Kesong's scalp was numb from being stared at. He felt that the child's seemingly calm eyes were full of grievances and condemnation.

Mu Xing lowered his eyelashes, his long eyelashes trembling, and said, "Will Young Master Wei be replaced by someone else after a while?"

Chu Mingzhou's eyes also fell on Wei Kesong with a sense of indifference. He looked dignified, and his status was extremely good, his eyes were still red, and he looked haggard and struggling, which made the shop owner feel a little unbearable. Chu Mingzhou took a deep breath After a few times, he said in a hoarse voice: "...you can eat as much as you want, this private room is for you, don't go...it's not easy to find you."

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The shop owner read an astonishing amount of information from the words of these three big men, and couldn't control his horrified and astonished expression for a while, and looked at the dazed and bewildered Wei Kesong with a blank mind.

Shopkeeper: Wow!Awesome!

Knowing that it was not the private room that the three big shots came to fight for, but the person who named the private room, the boss of Jushan Pavilion calmed down quickly, stood aside kindly and said: "Then this Has the private room been decided for Mr. Qin and Mr. Wei?"

Sure enough, Mu Xing, who said he was going to leave, and Chu Mingzhou, who said he would give up the private room, stood motionless at the door of the private room.

The shop owner was amazed in his heart, and turned his head to look at Wei Kesong who was confused.

That's fine, Young Master Wei, when I first came to eat beef with pickled peppers, why didn't I see that I was such a master, I should have learned from him a long time ago!

It is impossible to leave, and it is impossible to leave in a lifetime. You can only stand at the door and prevent others from eating.

Wei Kesong was stared at by three pairs of eyes with great concentration, and his back felt a little goosebumps. Qin Yue stood beside him calmly, and even dissipated a little bit of the hostility that had arisen when he saw Mu Xing and Chu Mingzhou. The two people who didn't move their positions raised their eyebrows: "What? Aren't you leaving?"

The shop owner deeply felt that President Qin's words were really a bitch, like a mistress who confidently brought a scumbag to swear an oath to the principal.

Although the shop owner has not yet identified who is the main house, these three people standing here give him a mistress aura.

The waiter who packed for Mu Xing came back quickly. Mu Xing held the packing box in silence, and suddenly said: "I learned to eat spicy food because of a bet."

Wei Kesong was startled, and realized that Mu Xing was answering his question of how to learn how to eat spicy food, and asked in confusion, "Bet?"

Mu Xing muffled "Yes" for a while: "Bet with the owner of the club."

The owner of the club... Zhang Guan and Li Dai, those two idiots, when Wei Kesong thought of this, he immediately felt guilty and angry. He subconsciously let go of Qin Yue's hand and took a step closer to Mu Xing. He frowned and asked, "What bet do you have with those two psychopaths?"

Qin Yue's eyes were flickering, he looked at his loosened hand, Chu Mingzhou was very calm, as if he had expected Wei Kesong's reaction, he glanced at the position of Qin Yue's Adam's apple, and looked up to meet Qin Yue Yue met a serious look, as if he was looking at a fake and inferior product that imitated himself, every inch of his gaze was nakedly showing, you are so pitiful.

You have to be pitiful to keep him. What if one day he knows that you are not that pitiful?

After Qin Yue's slender fingers were loosened by Wei Kesong's warm hand, they twitched nervously in the rapidly gathering coolness.

Mu Xing looked down at Wei Kesong who was looking up at him. He was silent for a long time, looking at Qin Yue who was standing half a step behind Wei Kesong like a demonstrator, suddenly he didn't know how to speak, he turned his face away: ". . . . nothing."

... This person seems to have someone he likes and wants to spend his life with, Mu Xing thought belatedly.

Wei Shao said that he would only share the food he likes with the people he likes, just like when Wei Kesong happily shared the beef with pickled peppers that was so spicy that he shed tears with the 19-year-old Mu Xing.

Now, Wei Kesong brought Qin Yue to his favorite private room to eat this dish.

And Mu Xing is like an outsider who occupies the magpie's nest while his master is away, silently tasting the favorite things of his favorite person, and once the other party comes back, he will be driven out.

Mu Xing clenched his hand suddenly, and he emphasized: "Young Master Wei, I won the bet, I didn't lose, and I didn't embarrass you."

Hearing this, the shop owner suddenly thought of something, he sighed sadly, looked at Wei Kesong who didn't know anything and Mu Xing who didn't want to continue talking, hesitant to speak.

——It turns out that the bet that day was made for this young master.

After Wei Kesong went abroad, the person who often came to this store and this private room became Mu Xing, but this person is not very good at eating spicy food, and every time he frowned and chewed seriously, the shop owner looked at Mu Xing I feel tired even after eating, and I don't understand why a person who obviously doesn't eat spicy food will abuse himself every now and then.

Later, Mu Xing won more and more championships. Even the shop owner, who didn't pay attention to the e-sports circle at all, knew that this strange customer who came to eat in his shop was a very powerful gold medal player, the kind who won glory for the country.

Before Mu Xing participated in the third global e-sports competition, for the first time, this person brought other people when he came to eat.

It was Zhang Guan and Li Dai. The store owner knew that these two were Mu Xing's bosses, and they were also well-known rich second generations nearby. Mu Xing's face was pale. He looked at the name on the private room with disgust: "No. [-] in the world? Chick, that idiot Wei Kesong also deserves this name?"

Mu Xing said word by word: "He deserves it."

Zhang looked at Mu Xing who was sitting across from him, thinking of this man's obsession with Wei Kesong and the two world number one champions in his hands, his face became even more ugly, he didn't know what he thought of, and then he laughed maliciously: "Yes , the e-sports champion thinks he is worthy, then he is worthy, come, come, I heard that you like the food of this restaurant, we will participate in the competition for you today and change ownership of the Croissant Club, eat enough, eat as much as you want thorough!"

Mu Xing wanted to refuse with a cold face, but Li Dai said slowly: "It's boring to eat like this, let's make a bet on the plaque of the best in the world in this private room, we order a table of beef with pickled peppers, if we If the champion can finish eating, we shouldn't name this private room, but if we can't—" Li Dai smiled: "How about changing it to Master Loser?"

After speaking, he seemed to think it was funny, so Dai Li couldn't wait to laugh out loud, and Zhang Guan who was next to him also laughed cooperatively. In fact, they didn't think that Mu Xing would agree to their request. He was going to compete soon, and he was already having a high fever. Li Dai invited Mu Xing out to eat at this place just to make Mu Xing disgusted, to ridicule him and make him angry.

After all, the club was forcibly transferred by Mu Xing, and Wei Kesong even intervened. Dai Li was so angry that he had to find an excuse to vent his anger.

Li Dai looked at Mu Xing's expressionless face after finishing speaking, and felt a little better in his heart, and waved his hand: "...just kidding, our champion is about to play a game, how dare we play with you This, don't put it in..."

Mu Xing interrupted him, and said coldly: "Yes, shall we start now?"

Li Dai swallowed what he hadn't finished speaking like a chicken with its neck stuck in feed. He looked at Mu Xing in disbelief, as if he saw some freak who couldn't understand the logic at all: "... ...you really want to come here?"

Are you crazy? !Tomorrow afternoon is the tryout? !Mu Xing usually frowns when he eats spicy millet, but now he eats a table of beef with pickled peppers? !He wants to die? !No more champions? !

Li Dai stretched out his index finger and tapped heavily on the table several times, emphasizing: "Tomorrow afternoon at 03:30 is the first round of selection, Mu Xing, do you really want to bet on this with me?"

And Mu Xing just nodded unmoved: "Nothing, I will win the championship of the competition, but I will not lose this bet."

Dai Li raised his voice in disbelief: "What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Mu Xing looked at him: "Young Master Wei, you deserve to be number one in the world."

Dai Li's stunned expression froze on his face, he stood up suddenly and pointed at Mu Xing with trembling hands, his brain was dizzy with anger: "Fuck you...he Wei Kesong doesn't know anything The second generation ancestor, Mu Xing, are you obsessed with shit or have you never seen a man in your life?! One or two...both have fucking eyes..." Dai Li turned his head and said angrily Said: "Serve him food!"

The shop owner sighed. Mu Xing ate 24 plates of pickled pepper beef for two and a half hours. Number one plaque.

Seeing that Mu Xing was unwilling to talk about the content of the bet, Wei Kesong immediately turned to the shop owner: "Tell me, what kind of bet did they make?"

The owner of this shop, Wei Kesong, knows that, especially if he is gossip, he must run the fastest when something happens.

The shop owner couldn't hold it back, and said ai ai ai ai ai ai, Wei Kesong was stunned for a moment after listening, then turned his head and slapped Mu Xing hard on the head: "What the hell are you fussing about with idiots?!"

Mu Xing lowered his head and didn't resist when he was beaten, but said very stubbornly: "I didn't argue with them, I just wanted to win."

Wei Kesong couldn't understand it at all, he was older than Mu Xing, looking at Mu Xing always seemed to look at his younger generation, he was so angry when he said that, he said angrily, "What's the point of winning or losing this kind of thing?!"

Mu Xing's eyes were shining brightly: "As long as winning or losing is related to you, it is meaningful."

Wei Kesong suddenly remembered the sensational live broadcast confession, and stopped for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Qin Yue only spoke at this time: "That's a good sentence, it's just that winning or losing is about romantic love, but it's too superficial." He looked at Mu Xing sideways, with a cold and hidden sharpness: " It’s different if you win because you like someone alone, and if you don’t win someone and die.”

Qin Yue: "And some people are already dying, so don't come to win."