Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

Yi was still in shock, so she was picked up by Shen Wenchang's waist and ran towards the entrance of the alley.

The proprietress was out of breath and chased after her to the restaurant. She searched all over the restaurant but couldn't find anyone, she was so angry that she threw the broom down: "You bastard, don't let me touch you next time."

"Hey, what are you doing, lady? You're disturbing the guests, so get out quickly." The manager of the restaurant angrily came up to chase them away.

"What are you yelling at?" The proprietress bent down to pick up the broom, glanced at the manager, twisted her waist and left with a muffled tone.

On the other side, Shen Wenchang hugged Lu Qingyi and turned around the entrance of the alley, put Lu Qingyi down, shook his arms and said, "It's really heavy!!!"

Hearing this, Lu Qingyi clenched her lower lip, raised her foot and kicked Shen Wenchang, turned around and left.

"Hey, lady, hey, I'm weak, I'm weak." Shen Wenchang caught up, "But I was joking, don't be annoyed, don't be annoyed, hey, why are you walking so fast, wait for me."