Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is going on a date again.

Ye Chuge was so frightened that he could only swallow his saliva.

There were waves of fear in her heart. After all, Meng Cicai left wearing a bandage, which proved from the fact that Fu Yichen would really do something to women.

What's more, Meng Ci is the woman he really loves in his heart, and he can do it, so the fate of her fake will definitely not be better than that of the real owner.

Ye Chuge usually surfs the Internet and has seen many posts about domestic violence, each of which is shocking.

The summary of experience is that there is only a difference between zero times and countless times for a man to do something to a woman.

How could this keep Ye Chuge from panicking?

At this moment, she actually hoped that Meng Ci would turn around and come back during dinner to attract Fu Yichen's anger.

But Fu Yichen just looked at it for a while and then spoke coldly.

"Don't make arbitrary judgments about other people without knowing them well. It's very annoying."

After saying these words, Fu Yichen strode into the consulting room, completely ignoring Ye Chuge's expression.

Ye Chuge, who had just been out of danger, healed in the blink of an eye and forgot about the pain. Fu Yichen's fault for being cold to her was all blamed on Meng Ci.

"We've already broken up, why do you still show up here when you have nothing to do? Wouldn't it be better to find a place to die quietly?"

After cursing viciously, Ye Chuge followed the consulting room cautiously. She didn't dare to be as petty as Meng Ci.

If this happened to Meng Ci, I'm afraid Fu Yichen would have a few more nail marks on his face, right?

The more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he became, yet he had to pretend to be submissive in front of Fu Yichen.

It's just that the little ledger in his heart has already given Meng Ci another account, waiting for him to ask her for it sooner or later.

After struggling all afternoon, Meng Ci was really tired and hungry, and Cheng Yu and he were in no mood to choose a place.

I went directly to the private kitchen not far behind the hospital, ordered a few of the boss's specialty dishes, and waited to eat.

"This place should have a lot of customers, but why are we the only customers here... Isn't it not delicious?"

When Meng Ci looked around, he asked this question first, and asked Cheng Yu's opinion a little uneasily. If it didn't work, he would find another one.

Hearing Meng Ci's voice, Cheng Yu raised his head and handed her the phone in his hand. On it was a clicked web page.

"Look at this, I think maybe God saw that we were so unlucky today, so he allowed us to catch up with the welfare."

"real or fake?"

Meng Ci, who didn't believe he would be lucky, took the phone and looked at it openly. Sure enough, it was an introduction to this store.

The photos taken by the customers above are exactly the same as here, and the pixels of the pictures in each review are slightly different, so it doesn't look like they were made intentionally.

Moreover, the time and intervals between these people's evaluations are not consistent, and it doesn't look like they are doing it intentionally.

"This is really interesting."

Meng Ci said and looked at it seriously.

It turns out that this place is said to be a private chef, but it is really quite private.

The entire store is not small, but there are only five or six tables and chairs, and they all have different styles.

There are no service staff in the store. It is not as lively as other restaurants, but has a cold atmosphere.

The review says that the boss manages the entire hotel by himself. He only receives guests when he is in a good mood. At most, the entire hall is full.

Every dish, from the ingredients to the process and the final cooking, is done by the boss alone.

Although the store looks a bit strange, the taste is definitely top-notch, and I guarantee you will remember it for a lifetime after eating it once.

It's a pity that the boss is elusive and few people can get a second meal.

Of course, there are also people who go there just to satisfy their cravings, but most of them return without success.

Looking at the comments one after another, Meng Ci became really more and more curious about the owner of this store.

It is unusual for so many people to write reviews together, and I am also looking forward to today's dinner.

Soon, the boss served the dishes one after another, making Meng Ci dazzled.

After all, she had been a top lady in high society and had never tasted anything, but these foods really made her want to eat.

After the physical examination revealed the problem, my appetite, which had been sluggish, was instantly awakened.

"Boss, can we chat for a few words?"

When the boss was about to leave, Meng Ci called out to him and looked at the simple-faced boss curiously.

He seemed to have lived from the Republic of China to the present, that kind of immortal person, with the aura of fireworks but seemingly nothing.

It was something Meng Ci had never seen before, and coupled with the comments on the Internet, his curiosity became even more intense.

The boss seemed to have known that Meng Ci would stop him. He just smiled politely and stood there like a cypress at a glance.

"Miss, please have a meal first. I'll come back after the meal."

After saying that, he nodded politely to Cheng Yu before walking into the kitchen to get busy.

Seeing the person leave, Meng Ci stuck out his tongue and spoke with some embarrassment.

"Did I be too direct just now and scare people?"

"No way, Xiao Ci, you are so beautiful, he should be secretly happy to be chatted with by you."

As Cheng Yu said that, he had already boned the fish in his hand and put it on Meng Ci's plate, and started peeling the shrimp for her before she could eat it.

The meaning of caring is obvious.

Meng Ci was so embarrassed that he quickly picked up the shrimp himself and slowly peeled it.

"Don't patronize me either. His food tastes really good. The fish just now was so fresh."

"Okay, okay, let's eat together."

Cheng Yu didn't insist. He knew she was embarrassed and didn't want her to feel uncomfortable, so he started eating too.

After taking this bite, his eyes lit up, it was a taste he had never tasted before.

As for the bite just now, Cheng Yu dared to guarantee that even a Michelin chef might not be able to make it.

He is simply the Chinese little chef.

"It's delicious, I told you, it's very delicious."

Meng Ci praised and ate while Cheng Yu didn't even praise. The two of them seemed to have been hungry for three days, and they ate all the food in a whirlwind of chopsticks.

The two of them rubbed their round bellies and slumped on the chairs, not wanting to move, waiting for the boss to come out and ask them to pay the bill.

Living up to the two of them's hopes, the boss stepped forward and ordered it out, holding a tray with two bowls on it.

"This is for digestion. Eating too much at night can easily lead to food accumulation. Drink some soup to help digestion."

As the boss said this, he placed the soup bowls and sat down next to the two of them, waiting for Meng Ci to chat with her.

Meng Ci didn't expect that her boss would still remember it, and she felt a little embarrassed. But due to her personality, she found the topic quickly.

"That's it, my name is Meng Ci, and I'm a screenwriter."?0?2