"what happened?"
"I, I said a few words unintentionally, which may have offended the young master."
Chen Jie has already called the restaurant's surveillance camera, and there happened to be one at the door that could clearly see what happened at that time.
Leng Shaoyang was originally indifferent, but when he heard Sun Dong's words comparing him with Leng Yihuang, his face immediately sank!
"Third Young Master, Third Young Master! I was unintentional!"
Sun Dong knelt on the ground and shivered.
Leng Shaoyang walked towards him expressionlessly, as if he didn't see him, the leather shoes stepped on his fingers.
The pain of the broken bones clearly spread to the limbs and bones, and it was said that the ten fingers connected to the heart, and the manager's office suddenly heard screams like killing a pig.
"Third Young Master, spare your life! Third Young Master, spare your life!"
Leng Shaoyang stepped on the leather shoe surface and crushed it expressionlessly, until he heard the toothache sound of bone breaking, he retracted his foot in satisfaction.
"One mouse dropping spoils a pot of soup."
...
Leng Junlin ate the most of this hot pot meal. Whether he was happy or not, he had an appetite.
While scolding the manager for being an idiot, he stuffed the fragrant beef into his mouth.
In fact, Leng Yihuang seldom eats hot pot, because eating it alone is boring, and eating it with many people, he also has a cleanliness habit.
Eating with their mother and son, he can open his belly.
"Don't like it?" He saw that Lin Xiaomi didn't move his chopsticks much.
"No, it's delicious." Lin Xiaomi looked at his expression carefully, afraid that he would be unhappy but had to hold on.
Leng Junlin is also extraordinarily obedient today. Although he doesn't understand things like rights, he still understands who praises and tramples on whom.
The little guy stepped on the chair and pouted his buttocks to pour a drink for Leng Yihuang: "Dad, drink juice."
Leng Yihuang raised his eyes and glanced coldly at his feet on the chair. The little guy understood, curled his lips, sat down, and wiped the chair with tissue paper.
Lin Xiaomi also kept cooking meat for him to please him, even regardless of whether it was in a hot pot restaurant, she put her chin on Leng Yihuang's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be unhappy, I actually know, you Not going into politics is for me and King's Landing, I know you want to spend more time with us."
It turned out that his little wife really thought he was feeling uncomfortable
But this feeling is so good, she was always shy before, and refused to be so intimate with him in public.
Leng Yihuang turned his head and just kissed her red lips.
"Fool, does the manager of a small restaurant need to judge whether your husband has status or not?"
Everyone was kissed by him, Lin Xiaomi was a little shy, glanced over from the corner of the eye, and found that Leng Junlin didn't pay attention, she was relieved, as for the others, she didn't care.
She nodded heavily, reached out and personally fed him a crayfish to his mouth: "That's right, he's talking nonsense, ignore him, this kind of villain flatters and flatters, and has no good intentions, but you must not be angry because of him." It ruined the relationship between you brothers."
Leng Yihuang enjoyed his little wife's feeding, and took a bite of her fingertips.
Only a thick-skinned person like Leng Yihuang could do such an aboveboard molestation.
Lin Xiaomi gave him a reproachful look.
Regardless of him, she is hungry.
Seeing that he was really all right, she started to eat vegetables.
Leng Yihuang wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a paper towel, and his eyes turned cold where she couldn't see.
Leng Junlin ate his meat in suspense, and couldn't help but slander in his heart. It's really shameful to show affection in front of underage children every day!
It's okay to flirt at home, but kiss me in broad daylight, how thick-skinned!
As a single dog who is abused by being sprinkled with dog food every day, Leng Junlin ate six stacks of mutton in one go!
The little guy really ate too much this time, occupying the back seat by himself, humming uncontrollably.
When he got home, he was already asleep.
Leng Yihuang didn't wake him up, and carried him upstairs directly.
After entering the room, she put him on the bed, took off his shoes and put on his pajamas, and washed his face and hands with a hot towel.
The little guy was sound asleep the whole time, and didn't wake up at all.
Lin Xiaomi leaned against the door and watched, she was usually doing such things, but Leng Yihuang was worried that the little guy would not know if he fell asleep, and it would be bad if he accidentally kicked her, so she was not allowed to intervene.
Looking at Leng Yihuang's skillful movements, she didn't show any impatience on her face, and she felt sweet in her heart.
Seeing that their father and son do not deal with each other on weekdays, they have been smearing each other and saying bad things about each other behind their backs.
But maybe this is the way their father and son love and kill each other.
In fact, they both care about each other.
Just like today, when the manager spoke rudely, the little guy was more angry than anyone else. He kicked up and greeted the egg tart on the other person's head.
Thinking of this, Lin Xiaomi leaned against the door and sneered.
"What are you laughing at?" Leng Yihuang walked out after packing up, and saw her looking stupid.
"It's nothing, husband, I can't walk anymore, take me back to the room."
Leng Yihuang frowned: "I am extremely happy."
As she spoke, a princess hugged her up.
Lin Xiaomi got a little sleepy after taking a hot shower, and dragged Leng Yihuang to bed.
"I still have something to do in the company. I'll go to the study. You go to bed first."
Lin Xiaomi was so sleepy that his eyelids were clenched, he hummed vaguely, told him to go to bed early, and fell asleep.
Leng Yihuang lay on the bedside and watched her for a while, then tiptoed up and backed out.
He can't sleep yet, because someone is supposed to come over tonight.
Leng Yihuang was sitting in the study, but he had no work to deal with. He held a lighter in his hand and turned it on.
Looking thoughtfully at the faint blue flames.
Not long after, the servant knocked on the door of the study: "Eldest Young Master, Third Young Master is here."
Leng Yihuang paused with his fingers, watching the faint blue fire light dancing in the air, he didn't slowly withdraw his hand until his fingers started to burn and hurt.
Get up and go out.
Leng Shaoyang was leaning on the sofa, frowning, as if he had drunk too much, and felt very uncomfortable, belching from time to time.
"Drink so much wine, go back to sleep dishonestly, what are you doing here?"
Leng Shaoyang stood up suddenly, swayed and almost fell down: "Brother, I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry about."
"Brother, that's not my intention, Sun Dong, I'll deal with it..."
Leng Yihuang waved his hand nonchalantly: "How can I care about that kind of person's words, it's late, your sister-in-law is already asleep, don't wake her up, you go back."
Leng Shaoyang hiccupped while covering his mouth and retched suddenly.
"Brother, it's good that you're not angry. Then I'll go back first. By the way, the pigeon soup is for my sister-in-law. Say sorry to her for me."
Leng Yihuang waved his hand again, and Leng Shaoyang staggered out of the annex building.
Leng Yihuang sat downstairs for more than half an hour that night before getting up to go upstairs...