Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

So the young master really booked the show...

It was the first time in Mu Ying's life that she booked a visit to an art museum.

She was very moved by the young master's kindness, but...

Mu Ying took a mouthful of veal, chewed it carefully, and began to think about the young master's accounts.

She knows how many accounts the young master has and how his financial situation is. As long as she wants to know how much he pays in and out of the account every day, she can know it.

Recently, the young master has spent a lot in Europe. Sitting at home, Mu Ying watched the money flow out of his account every day, which also hurt her heart.

Of course she now knows that the money was not wasted by the young master extravagantly, but was used to manage business partners, but the money was spent so fast that it was eye-catching.

Mu Ying was both eye-catching and worried for the young master.

The young master just took over the company not long ago. The company was not doing well in the past two years. He kept investing money in it. The money he had saved before taking over the company had already been spent a lot after investing in several big projects.

Last time, he made a bold statement at the shareholder meeting that he wanted to create a new project. If the project fails, he will have to pay for the loss out of his own pocket.

Now is the time to spend money, and the young master actually booked out the art gallery. This kind of extravagant romantic behavior is really not suitable for them at this stage.

Besides, she didn't have that deep research on artworks, so if you invite her to come to the art gallery, it's better to go outside to press the road and blow some air, which is economical and comfortable.

"What are you thinking, you are bitter and bitter?" The young master glanced at her plate, "Isn't it delicious?"

Mu Ying looked at him, pondered for two seconds, then sighed secretly, forget it.

The money has already been spent, it's too late to say anything, and talking too much will only spoil the atmosphere and disappoint the young master's kindness in vain.

Since the young master wanted to make her happy, then she would happily wander around the art gallery, making it worthwhile for him to spend his money.

But next time he asks where Ah Ying wants to go, she must tell him clearly that Ah Ying only wants to press the road and walk in the park.

He must not be allowed to consume indiscriminately.

"I didn't think about anything, it's delicious." After Mu Ying finished speaking, she seriously ate the dinner the young master bought her.

No need to ask, this meal will not be cheap, so don't waste it and finish it well.

But Mu Ying has been hungry for too long, so she can't eat too much, and it's wine and meat, she puts it in her stomach, and she's full soon.

Even so, Mu Ying still ate hard.

But the young master held down her knife and fork, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it, and I won't say you wereted it."

"But I don't want to waste it."

"Then you are not allowed to eat it." The young master directly took away her plate.

Mu Ying wanted to say, I'm okay, but the young master had already put the rest of her food on his own plate, "Okay, from now on, you watch me eat."

"..."

Can this be done?

It's okay, it's not a waste at all.

And seeing the young master eating her leftover food without any distaste, the corners of Mu Ying's mouth curled up quietly.

She always likes to experience the little things of sleeping under the quilt and eating on a plate carefully, because it was something she never dared to think about before.

She didn't want to stare at the young master while he was eating, so she poured herself another glass of wine and drank it in small sips.

The red champagne bought by the young master is of high quality, and it doesn't match anything, so it feels good to drink it dry.

After she finished drinking a glass, she went to pour it again. The young master turned to look at her, and did not stop her, but reminded: "Be careful of getting drunk."

Mu Ying was already slightly drunk, "Anyway, the young master can carry me back."

The corner of the young master's mouth raised, he didn't speak, and continued to eat.