Feeling the itching on his hands, Fan Mingen could not help but feel something strange in his heart, and his breathing became rough and heavy.
But just when Yao Xianghe was about to put his other hand on Fan Mingen's suit and tie, Fan Mingen frowned and pushed Yao Xianghe away.
"Master Yao, we have a strategic cooperative relationship, not a spiritual cooperative relationship. Please make it clear."
Fan Mingen's coldness caused Yao Xianghe's color to change.
She glanced at Fan Mingen gloomily, with a sarcastic smile on her lips: "After all, don't you still think I'm old and old
In terms of beauty, you must be more attracted to the Jiang family’s daughter-in-law, right? "
Hearing this, Fan Mingen's expression suddenly changed.
He stared at Yao Xianghe fiercely, with lightning flashing in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "Yao Xianghe, what on earth do you want to do?!"
"Ha! Master Fan really loved her.
I also didn’t expect that young master Fan Mingen, a top student who has returned from studying abroad, the chairman of Tangtang Yunxiao Group, and a talented young man, would actually like a married woman.
If this matter is known to the Saint Yama of the Jiang family, even the Yunxiao Group must not be able to stop the Jiang family's revenge, right? "
Every time Yao Xianghe said a word, Fan Mingen's breathing became faster.
Feeling the murderous aura gradually emerging from Fan Mingen, Yao Xianghe also knew not to overdo it.
She showed a strange smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, until the honeymoon period of our cooperation is over, this will be an eternal secret."
"Okay, I have to go back to Ji's house to deal with things. Mr. Fan, please drink slowly."
Yao Xianghe stood up with a smile and left the room.
"boom!"
After Yao Xianghe left, Fan Mingen was like a furious lion, smashing the antique vase on the wooden stand to pieces!
His pupils contracted and his face turned pale as he recalled that night.
He recalled Jiang Zhong struggling on the ground and the ominous curse he made before his death.
"You, you, don't... deserve to... die!!!"
Fan Mingen trembled all over, feeling chilled in his heart.
He looked at the sky outside the window, murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Yao Xianghe, you must die!"
At the back door of the restaurant, a figure leaning against the wall, hiding in the darkness, watched Yao Xianghe walk out from the top of the sky, then threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stamped it out.
A sinister sneer came quietly from that corner.
The seventh day of opening of Top of the Sky.
The accusations of night eating on the Internet seem to have slowly faded in recent days.
But this does not mean that the limelight has passed, but that netizens are slowly forgetting about Night Eating, and what comes into view instead is the top of the sky.
This kind of oblivion on the Internet is undoubtedly fatal to a restaurant.
This shows that everyone already thinks this restaurant is worthless for discussion.
When the word "Yeshi" fails to make waves on the Internet, it means that it has completely bid farewell to this era.
Today's night meal was completely empty with no one around.
The employees also seemed to be giving up on themselves, playing cards, cell phones, and being in a daze in the hall.
In short, no one works seriously.
What made Murong Tingmeng and Li Dafa even more unhappy was that several security guards and waiters did not come to work during the night.
When the two called them, they received the same reply: they returned to their hometown to start a business and hereby resigned.
However, the figures of these people appeared at the top of the clouds in the distance!
(End of chapter)