The afternoon sun is lazy.
The glass door of the store was pushed open, and two tall and handsome men walked in.
Wu Yang knew those two people, one was Ji Chensi from the Ji family, and the other was Mu Ziyin from the Mu family. Mrs. Mu and her mother were card-playing friends, and the two families visited each other frequently, so Wu Yang also knew Mu Ziyin.
After the two sat down, Wu Yang said to the clerk: "They are my friends, I will go over to entertain them."
She walked over, wearing a nude pink lady's dress, and below that were her slender and beautiful calves and a pair of rhinestone high heels.
Her long hair was tied low behind her head, half of it braided. She had no ornaments, but she was as beautiful as a princess walking out of spring.
She stopped in front of the table for two people, smiled with curved eyebrows, "Mu Ziyin."
Mu Ziyin looked up and saw the daughter of a close friend. He smiled and said, "Oh? You are fine."
Because Wu Yang and Wu Yang have the same pronunciation, Mu Ziyin always calls her Wu Yang.
"It's me." Wu Yang's eyes were full of smiles. "Come and have dinner?"
“Yes, is this your shop?”
Wu Yang nodded.
Mu Ziyin smiled brightly, "The environment is great. I'll give you a big deal."
"What big business?"
"My company is nearby. If the food in your restaurant is delicious, I will order work meals from you every day in the future."
"That's not necessary." Wu Yang said, "In order to ensure the quality of our restaurant, we will never do takeout."
"Hey, you're really spoiling the fun by talking like that."
Wu Yang smiled, "If you want to eat, just come over. It's so close anyway, I can give you a free meal."
Mu Ziyin snorted, "I don't take advantage of girls."
While the two were chatting, Ji Chensi glanced at Wu Yang, and Mu Ziyin explained, "My mother's poker friend's daughter, Wu Yang."
Ji Chensi nodded and said to Wu Yang, "Hello."
Wu Yang nodded, a smile on his lips, "Hello."
Just at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him. Wu Yang turned his head, his face half green with fear, "Brother Yan An."
Because Song Yanan was so tall, he always looked down on people. His eyes stayed on Wu Yang for a second, then he looked at Mu Ziyin, "Do you know each other?"
Mu Ziyin also looked confused. He pointed at Song Yanan and Wu Yang and asked, "You know him too?"
Wu Yang thought: It's over, it's over. If Mu Ziyin lets the cat out of the bag, the fact that she is not a waitress will be exposed.
So she bit her lip, leaned to the side and pretended to sprain her ankle.
The person she fell towards was Mu Ziyin.
Mu Ziyin instinctively reached out to hold her, but he kept shouting, "Men and women should not touch each other, I'm a married man."
"..." Wu Yang was glaring at him, his face full of black lines, "What are you talking about? I sprained my ankle. Send me to the kitchen first."
Mu Ziyin was stunned by her fierce look for a moment, and intuitively felt that she had something to say, so he obediently sent her away.
As soon as he entered the kitchen, Wu Yang left Mu Ziyin's arms. His feet were fine and his face looked normal, and he didn't look like he had sprained his foot at all.
Mu Ziyin frowned slightly, "You...you...are you pretending?"
Wu Yang looked at him with a gloomy face, "Mu Ziyin, I have something to tell you."
"What Mu Ziyin? I'm two years older than you, call me brother."
"No." Wu Yang refused directly, "Mu Ziyin, I'm telling you, don't expose me later."
"Why shouldn't I expose you?" Mu Ziyin didn't understand.
Wu Yang whispered, "It's just that I'm the owner of this store."
"Why?"
"Song Yanan doesn't know, he thinks I'm just a waiter."
Mu Ziyin touched his delicate chin, "So, what is this operation? Why did you lie to him that you were a waiter? And you also want me to hide it for you, could it be..."
"Nothing!" Wu Yang was afraid that Mu Ziyin would guess her thoughts, so she interrupted him, "I just don't want him to know. Just tell me, will you help or not?"
"No help." Mu Ziyin refused flatly.
"…" Damn it! Wu Yang couldn't believe what he heard, "Just don't tell him I'm the boss. Is this so difficult?"
"It's not difficult, but I just don't want to, unless you call me brother."
"What the hell are you yelling about, you little jerk."
Mu Ziyin's handsome face fell, "You actually called me a little jerk, then there's no need to continue the conversation, I'm leaving."
"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute..." Wu Yang grabbed his arm, "Don't leave yet."
"No, you scolded me. I'm in a bad mood now and don't want to listen to you anymore."
"Brother, can't I just call you brother? Just help me, and tell your friend to stop talking nonsense, okay?"
Being called brother, Mu Ziyin felt very happy and said happily: "Okay, okay."
*
After a while, Mu Ziyin came out from the kitchen and returned to his seat. Song Yanan asked him, "What happened?"
"What?"
"Wu Yang, didn't she just sprain her ankle?"
"It's not sprained, just twisted, nothing serious."
"Really?" Song Yan'an was skeptical. She just fell on him and he said it wasn't serious
Mu Ziyin waved his hand, "Don't worry, I just checked in the kitchen, the foot is fine."
"So where are the people now?"
Mu Ziyin said: "She just started working and is now changing into a waitress's clothes."
Song Yan'an nodded, but still felt strange in his heart. However, since it was not an important matter, he did not ask any further questions.
(End of this chapter)