delicious life

Dishes spit out.

"Chili...mustard head, damn it!"

Mr. Zhao frantically poured the cold water on the table into his stomach, and hissed a few breaths. He didn't know whether it was hot or angry, but there was still water in his sharp eyes, the eyes with swords and swords It has been weakened a lot, and the lethality has dropped directly to zero.

The answer to the main course ingredients is on the horizon.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile that couldn't be seen without looking carefully.The manager of the lobby pinched the palm of his back, slandering him endlessly.

Unexpectedly, the general manager is still a black-bellied person.He even ordered the head chef to make that super spicy dish... Hehe, I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it!

Haha, what a delight!

Immediately, his admiration for Mo Yan was even higher.

"Chili, cabbage, mustard greens..." Mr. Fang put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips with a napkin, and praised: "Manletsen's food is really first-class. I didn't expect there to be Meishan spicy dishes. Hehe, I don't know Baiyun Which one is better than Manletson?"

Mo Yan didn't answer directly, but just nodded: "Mr. Fang, wait a moment."

The lobby manager understood, took out Baiyun's meal coupon, handed it to Mr. Zhao, bent down and said, "Mr. Pick it up in person at Baiyun or go to have dinner by yourself?" He spoke very smoothly, ignoring Mr. Zhao's sharp gaze, and forced the meal coupon into his hand.

The sudden outburst of anger from Mo Yan's side stunned everyone.

"No! Don't give him a meal coupon!"

It was Mo Ci's angry voice.He finally broke out unbearably.

What kind of torment did this short half hour bring him?

He endured, the anger that was on the verge of firing was forced back to his chest by him, and he told himself over and over again that he was no longer the impulsive and reckless stunned Qing Moci back then, and that person was not his enemy.Nothing happened yet, calm down, calm down...

However, when that person touched Baiyun's meal coupon, he couldn't bear it anymore.Negative emotions poured down like ocean waves, making all his remaining rationality disappear.

He still remembers the scene when he lured the wolf into the house.Introduce the personable and personable young man who rescued him from the embarrassing situation as a close friend, and invite him to Baiyun for dinner as a thank you.

That person entered Baiyun for the first time, looked at Baiyun's decoration with admiration, and praised Baiyun's reputation.It is a great honor to come to Baiyun for dinner.

But who knew, it was this Baiyun that gave Zhao Hongxiu the ambition to annex the Mo family!

When he was besieged on all sides and destitute, this man stepped on his polished leather shoes, raised his chin high, and answered his question with contempt:

"Whoever sees Baiyun, don't want to swallow it. In fact, the Baiyun of the Mo family is what I like the most. Hehe, I have to thank you, Second Young Master Mo, for bringing me to Baiyun..."

The white clouds are won, and the white clouds are lost.It turned out that at that time, he had that kind of thought!

Painted painting difficult to draw tiger bone, Clothes make the man!Who would have thought that the person who would betray Mo Ci, annex the Mo family, and turn against each other in the future would be this personable best friend?

Therefore, he can't, he can't let this enemy of the Mo family step into Baiyun!

He must not be allowed to have the thought and opportunity to annex the Mo family!

Mo Yan was very close to Mo Ci, and he vaguely felt Mo Ci's mood swings.This feeling became more intense when the meal coupons were transferred to Mr. Zhao.

Why did Mo Ci so strongly object to Mr. Zhao taking Baiyun's meal coupons?

Mo Yan looked at his younger brother who was furious and stepped forward to wrestle with Mr. Zhao, trying to tear up the coupon.

Before he had time to think about it, he hugged the impulsive Mo Ci by the waist, preventing him from being hurt by Mr. Zhao who hadn't reacted yet.

8、chapter8

Anger is public, short-lived hatred; hatred is repressed, persistent anger.

Mo Ci was angry, hated, struggling hard, struggling to free his elder brother's arm that was clasped around his waist, yelling: "No, don't give it to him!"

The gushing out of anger dripped on the heart, hot and painful.

Mo Ci's eyes were dotted with this irrepressible anger, shining brightly.

Such a pair of eyes.

Zhao Hongxiu met Mo Ci's hateful eyes and was slightly taken aback.His slender eyebrows were locked together, and even his smiling face froze.Just like that, looking at Mo Ci who was still shaking his fist at him, there was a chill in his eyes.

A fist was punched in his chest, which made him feel a dull pain.

What annoyance!This is deliberately making things difficult. In a five-star hotel, there are managers who openly beat customers. Heh, how bold...

He, Zhao Hongxiu, had never been insulted like this in his life!

The more furious Zhao Hongxiu became, the calmer he became.

He coldly looked at Mo Yan who was holding Mo Ci, as if he had discovered something, the light in his eyes became darker.His eyes narrowed habitually, but there was no longer a smile on his lips.

He hurriedly stood up from the chair, brushed away the folds left on his clothes after being pulled by Mo Ci, and asked sharply:

"This is how you Manletson treat guests?!" The pronunciation of the last four words was emphasized, and anyone could hear the ruthless anger in the words.

Mo Ci in Mo Yan's arms was still struggling violently, and after hearing Zhao Hongxiu's harsh words, he became even more excited.The strength suddenly increased, and he broke free from Mo Yan's arm, pushing Mo Yan half a meter away.

"Zhao Hongxiu! You are not welcome here! Don't even think about the gate of Baiyun!" Mo Ci's eyes were red, his chest was heaving because of the violent struggle, his face was flushed, he was panting, his eyes were like nails, He stared at Zhao Hongxiu who was sneering.

But as soon as these words came out of his mouth, Mo Ci was stunned, and even Zhao Hongxiu was also stunned.

"You know me?" Zhao Hongxiu asked in a deep voice, with a look of doubt in his eyes, it was impossible not to be surprised.

He can be sure that he has never seen the impulsive and reckless boy next to the youngest of the Mo family.

I seldom stay in hotels, one is unnecessary, and the other is that I am not used to it.This time, he was entrusted by his father to discuss a cooperation agreement with a big client in City C. He went to visit for many days, but he was never seen.I had no choice but to move from the villa in the suburbs of city C to the hotel closest to the client and wait for the rabbit.The days of waiting made him lose his usual composure and patience, and became irritable.That's why a series of conflicts occurred in the process of trying dishes.

He has been staying in K City all the time and rarely shows up.Even among the upper-class circles, few people know his identity.How did this man know his own name?

The broken hair dyed dark blue was laid on the sweaty white forehead, and the sharp and sharp eyes cast an extremely unfriendly look, and the look of gritted teeth seemed to have a great hatred for him.

Zhao Hongxiu rubbed his chin playfully, and looked away without leaving any trace.

This kid is really like a wolf cub who has been robbed of food.

True claws.

Looking down, Zhao Hongxiu suddenly saw a few more scratches on his arm, and Zhao Hongxiu raised the corners of his mouth again, ready to listen to Mo Ci's answer.

Mo Ci didn't speak, and raised his head that had been lowered because he didn't know how to answer just now, but the light in his eyes didn't dim.

"Hehe... Who doesn't know the great reputation of the young master of the Zhao family. Wherever the young master of the Zhao family goes, it will surely be full of splendor. But...you are not welcome here! Baiyun will not welcome you either!"

Mo Ci's steady voice changed in vain, and tit-for-tat words came out of his mouth.

I don't know how to cover up the lingering fear in my heart when I shouted Zhao Hongxiu's name excitedly.

He lowered his head to hide his panic, but he didn't want to let Zhao Hongxiu go. He just got hotheaded, and without thinking too much, he made up some random excuses to prevaricate.

Yes, this time.He didn't know Zhao Hongxiu, and Zhao Hongxiu didn't know him either.

At this moment, they are two people who have nothing to do with each other.

Where did I hear Zhao Hongxiu and Young Master Zhao's "great reputation"?Mo Ci thought for a while, feeling inexplicably flustered.

This is a lie that can be deduced without the slightest effort.

Zhao Hongxiu was very scheming, so he would definitely guess it.

But when the negative emotions flooded the sky, he lost his mind, and finally couldn't help but fight Zhao Hongxiu.

This person can always let himself out of control.

Mo Ci turned his head away from looking at Zhao Hongxiu, and let the elder brother who rushed up tightly clasp his wrist.

"who are you?"

Zhao Hongxiu's tone was unexpectedly cold, and Mo Ci's clumsy lie had been seen through since he blurted it out. What surprised him was why did Mo Ci recognize him, the youngest of the Zhao family who seldom attended parties?

After thinking about it, I couldn't find any information about this person in my head.Zhao Hongxiu became vigilant inexplicably, looked directly at Mo Ci who was being protected by Mo Yan, and was eager to know the reason.

Mo Yan, who had been silent all this time, turned his body sideways, gently shook Mo Ci's wrist, and comforted him.Throughout the whole process, although Mo Yan felt his younger brother's anger came suddenly, he still expressed his understanding.

Mo Ci has always been impulsive and irritable, and may have had conflicts and quarrels with this Mr. Zhao.Seeing how Mo Ci gritted his teeth and confronted each other, the conflict with this person is not easy to resolve.

However, as long as he is around, this person shouldn't want to hurt Mo Ci half a cent.Even if the conflict was provoked by Mo Ci first, by his side, Mo Ci should be protected by him as an elder brother.

"He's my younger brother, Mr. Zhao." Mo Yan replied formulaically for Mo Ci, while observing the expression on Zhao Hongxiu's face, and preparing for the next words.

Mo Ci put his finger on his wrist and moved it a few times.Mo Yan paused, the other hand