The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Chapter 61: Qin Xiaochen and the dog are not allowed inside

The expansive luxury car and Qin Xiaochen's flamboyant gray hair were incompatible with this dilapidated side street.

As soon as he appeared, those who were sore and jealous all shut up.

Mo Yanyang didn't seem to see Qin Xiaochen at all, and left a sentence: "Don't do it." They went straight into the store.

Compared with yesterday, the decoration of the store is completely new. It is like changing a store, bright and luxurious...

Mo Yanyang almost didn't recognize his shop.

Qin Xiaochen took off his sunglasses and chased in: "Aren't you opening a restaurant? Why don't you do it? Hurry up and make it for me. I don't have much time."

Ever since I ate the food made by Mo Yanyang that day, Qin Xiaochen found that eating other dishes would not taste right.

He endured it for two days, but couldn't help it and sneaked over.

Mo Yanyang didn't speak. He found a marker from the cash register, then turned out a piece of white paper and wrote a few words on it.

Then put a sticker on the door.

Qin Xiaochen looked at it, almost out of breath, it said-Qin Xiaochen and the dog are not allowed inside!

"Are you... me special, do you know how many people want to invite Lao Tzu to dinner? Lao Tzu will not go..."

Mo Yanyang ignored him, and Qin Xiaochen caught up with him and grabbed Mo Yanyang's arm: "Mo Yanyang, don't think you are a woman, I dare not beat you, you tell me clearly..."

Mo Yanyang suddenly turned his head, his eyes sharp and cold: "Let go."

The sun at more than 9 o'clock in the noon, bright and gentle, just fell into Mo Yanyang's eyes, like fireworks bursting in the night, beautiful and dazzling.

Qin Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, his heart suddenly beating a little fast.

Mo Yanyang pulled out his hand when he was shaking his mind.

The moment they took it away, the hands of the two rubbed for a moment, and Qin Xiaochen felt that his palm was very hot, and his hot face was a little hot.

He chased up: "Hey... Mo Yanyang you, you... you... you... remember who I am?"

Mo Yanyang said sharply: "Go out..."

Qin Xiaochen pulled a chair and sat down, and the streak of stupid hair on his head shook with his movements twice.

"I won't leave. I can't eat today, so I will never leave."

Mo Yanyang glanced at the few people who stood aside and didn't know what to do: "Please help me and throw him out."

Qin Xiaochen yelled: "Hey, Mo Yanyang...You are in business, and you throw your guests out. Who will dare to come to your restaurant for dinner in the future?"

Mo Yanyang said, "Okay, do you want to eat the meal I cooked? One dish, ten thousand!"

As long as he dares to eat, he must be skinned today.

Qin Xiaochen said angrily when he heard it: "Why don't you rob the bank..."

"If you can't afford it, just leave."

These words almost made Qin Xiaochen jump off his feet: "Who said I can't afford to eat, I eat, isn't it just 10,000 yuan for a dish? I can't afford to eat more than 100 million yuan, so you can cook it for me. You are the best."

Mo Yanyang snorted and turned to the back kitchen.

Qin Xiaochen caught up with him: "Why did you do it again?"

Mo Yanyang: "A stupid guy sends money to the door, why don't I pick it up?"

Qin Xiaochen...

...

Zhao Yuan silently sent a WeChat message to Xie Xize: Doctor, the second young master Qin from the Qin family has come to the store, as if... I knew Boss Han! Haunt her and let her cook!

Xie Xize, who was talking to the dean of the hospital about cooperation, saw this WeChat face suddenly changed.

The dean suddenly panicked.

Xie Xize got up and dialed a number: "Qin Xiaoting, take your brother away from Han Ji's little chef, right now, otherwise, don't blame me for starting him."

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