Chapter 21: Accepting an Appointment

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"I feel relieved with your words." Mao Sandao smiled, his smile was a little cunning, "Um...let's have lunch together."

"Eating?" Jiao Qiu'er was a little confused, "You said you asked me to help you, did you ask me to help you eat?"

Mao Sandao was speechless for a moment. Jiao Qiu'er's IQ was indeed increasing at a negative rate, which was worrying.

"No." Mao Sandao straightened his body, hesitated for a while and said, "What about that? Zhang Shuyan invited me to dinner at noon. I want you to accompany me, and there is something else I want to discuss with you..."

"What?" Jiao Qiu'er interrupted Mao Sandao Shuran, stood up from the chair, and waved his hands quickly, "I won't go, I won't go!"

Mao Sandao knew that Jiao Qiu'er was afraid of Zhang Shuyan. After all, he happened to witness it with his own eyes when Zhang Shuyan raped a thief.

After seeing that scene, Jiao Qiu'er had nightmares for several days.

Dreamed that Zhang Shuyan was whipping him with a whip...

Mao Sandao comforted him: "What are you afraid of? I'm going too."

"I won't go, I won't go!" Jiao Qiu'er was too lazy to listen anymore, so he pretended to pick up the report on the table and read it.

"Go." Mao Sandao lay down in front of Jiao Qiu'er, grabbed his arm and shook him back and forth, with a very sincere expression, "Brother Qiu'er, just go...just go..."

Seeing Mao Sandao's current appearance, Jiao Qiu'er felt disgusted. He flicked Mao Sandao's hand away and moved his chair to keep a distance:

"I'm warning you, don't be perverted. I said I won't go, so I won't go."

Jiao Qiu'er's attitude was so resolute that Mao Sandao decided to change his mode. He straightened up and asked seriously: "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"No, no, no!"

"Give you another chance to reorganize your language!"

"It's useless to threaten me if you say you won't go!"

"Okay, you're awesome!" When Jiao Qiu'er wasn't paying attention, Mao Sandao secretly buried his head under the desk, then quickly put his fingers into his mouth and picked at it, then tapped the corners of his eyes and opened them hard. big eyes.

Feeling that it was almost done, he raised his head and looked at Jiao Qiuer with a hint of sobs:

"Qiu'er, have you forgotten what you said to me back then? You said you were my brother and would take care of me in the future and help me with everything. My grandfather had just been laid to rest, and you forgot all this. ?”

Unexpectedly, Jiao Qiu'er didn't take this trick at all, and didn't even look at Mao Sandao: "It's no use trying to be cruel, I said I wouldn't go. She is Zhang Shuyan, a tiger that everyone is afraid of."

"Okay!" Mao Sandao squeezed out two tears with all his strength and swept the ceiling, "Grandpa, have you seen everything? Qiu'er has changed and doesn't recognize me now. Why don't you take him away?" Let’s go…”

Jiao Qiu'er, who was originally unbeatable, felt inexplicably angry when he heard the word "grandpa". He quickly said: "Stop it, stop it, it's not that I don't want to, it's that this Zhang Shuyan is too scary, even scarier than grandpa."

Jiao Qiu'er refused again, and Mao Sandao cried harder: "Grandpa, why don't you take some time to take him away. He is no longer my brother, and I don't have such a brother."

"Stop! Stop!" The more Jiao Qiu'er listened, the more he felt a chill on his back. He quickly pulled off Mao Sandao's head and swept it towards the ceiling, "Grandpa, I'm going! Don't come. The yang energy up there is easy to hurt your body. . Don’t worry, I will definitely help you take good care of the third commander."

After speaking, he stared at Mao Sandao and asked: "It shouldn't be as simple as eating, right? Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Okay." Mao Sandao wiped the saliva and tears on his face with his sleeve, and introduced with a smile as if his plot had succeeded, "That's what I thought..."

When Mao Sandao finished explaining the whole plan, Jiao Qiuer wanted to slap him: "Mao Sandao, why are you so shameless?"

"Master..."

"Go away! Shut up!" Mao Sandao was about to raise his head and move his grandfather out, but Jiao Qiu'er came back to him, "I didn't say I wouldn't help!"

Then, he looked at the time and saw that it was already 12 o'clock. He packed up the information on the table, stood up and asked, "Where can we eat?"

"Huayan Street, Daxing Restaurant." Mao Sandao responded quickly.

Jiao Qiu'er sighed helplessly and walked directly to the door.

Seeing that Mao Sandao was still sitting on the chair, he urged: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"

"Okay!" Mao Sandao quickly stood up from the chair and followed Jiao Qiu'er with Pidianpidian, "It's better for us, Brother Qiu'er."

Jiao Qiu'er rolled his eyes with a look of displeasure on his face: "You idiot, don't put a high hat on me. You won't do it again!"

…………

Huayan Street is not located in the downtown area. It is just an inconspicuous alley. However, the prices for dining here are relatively affordable, so there are still many people.

When Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiuer arrived, Zhang Shuyan was already waiting in the restaurant.

It’s not that there aren’t many people in the restaurant, or that Zhang Shuyan’s appearance is so outstanding that people can pick her out at a glance.

Rather, her figure is too eye-catching and easily attracts people's attention.

Zhang Shuyan turned her back to the restaurant door and didn't know that Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiu'er had already arrived at the door of the restaurant.

Jiao Qiu'er was a little nervous and kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a tissue.

Push door.

Mao Sandao walked in.

But Jiao Qiu'er stood outside and didn't dare to move. Mao Sandao went back and pulled him in: "What are you afraid of? She doesn't eat people."

"Uh... It's not cannibalism, but it's more scary than cannibalism." Jiao Qiu'er let Mao Sandao pull him.

Arriving at the dining table, Mao Sandao sat opposite Zhang Shuyan.

"Coming?" Mao Sandao answered the appointment on time, and Zhang Shuyan looked excited.

If she could come, she thought she still had a chance.

Maybe, through your unremitting efforts, we can go to the palace of marriage together, tie the knot, and then naturally give birth to a fat and white baby...

Mao Sandao smiled politely, straightened the chair next to him, and looked at Jiao Qiu'er behind her who didn't dare to step forward: "What are you doing standing there? Come sit here."

"Who is it?" Zhang Shuyan turned around and looked behind her.

When she saw Jiao Qiu'er, Zhang Shuyan's face stiffened.

She didn't expect that Mao Sandao would bring Jiao Qiu'er with her when they made a date with her.

"Hi, Shu... Shuyan, hello." Jiao Qiu'er's mouth twitched and he waved to her as a greeting.

"Oh, it's you." Zhang Shuyan turned around with a dark face. Even though she was furious, she just glared at Mao Sandao.

Mao Sandao took a sip of the water glass unnaturally and explained: "Qiu'er said he wanted to talk to you, so I brought him here, haha."

Then, he blinked at Jiao Qiu'er, who was still standing there: "Don't you have something to say? What can you say while standing there? Come here quickly."

Jiao Qiu'er hated Mao Sandao's appearance as a villain at the moment. He glared at Mao Sandao fiercely and muttered at a decibel level that could only be heard by himself.

It can be roughly seen from the mouth shape that it is a greeting to Mao Sandao's ancestor.

He cautiously stepped forward and sat next to Mao Sandao. The tension he had felt before suddenly intensified, and he had no place to rest his hands, so he had to peel off his fingernails.

Zhang Shuyan always had a dark face, Mao Sandao and Jiao Qiuer did not dare to speak, and the three of them remained silent throughout the whole process.

Until the food is served.

"I didn't eat in the morning. I'm starving to death. You must be hungry too, right?"

In order to break this seemingly calm but actually turbulent situation, Mao Sandao quickly helped arrange the dishes and chopsticks to open up the conversation.

No one answered, no one moved their chopsticks, and the situation was silent again.

Mao Sandao looked at Zhang Shuyan, and then at Jiao Qiu'er, whose fingernails were dug so hard that they were about to bleed. Suddenly, he didn't know what to say.