As night falls, the courtyard is filled with an alluring fragrance, and the coke glows with a faint red light.
Since the tastes of the elderly and young people are different, Tang Xiaowan suggested that Wang Jinghui and Tang Mei sit at the same table, Leng Lingxiao and Wang Junchen sit at the same table, and Ye Wanhua went to Tang Mei's table out of various considerations.
"Look, Miss is in a good mood." Li Fugui picked up the oysters Cheng Shi had just roasted with a smile, and then patted his shoulder gently.
"Yes, if you do it yourself, you will feel very accomplished!" Cheng Shi looked sideways and smiled innocently.
I saw Tang Xiaowan flipping the meat skewers leisurely. Each one was grilled to a golden and attractive color, exuding a rich aroma. She looked at Wang Junchen from time to time, and then personally delivered the kebabs to him, with a smile on her petite and lovely face.
"Brother, try this quickly, it's delicious! Huahua, you too, please eat more."
"Oh, big brother, what's so delicious about the cold dishes? Eat more mutton and pork belly. You're usually so busy. It's a rare visit. You're welcome."
"Huahua, hello to my big brother!"
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And so on, Tang Xiaowan would shout loudly every time she delivered skewers. Her sweet voice was very pleasant and contagious.
During this process, she never gave Wang Junchen a bad look.
Humph, little girl, don’t even think about playing tricks!
The dignified wife of the chairman of the Lingxiao Group, the owner of the Chihai Hotel, and the eldest lady of Meiyuan, do not need the ready-made servants, so they have to do it themselves!
This meal made Wang Junchen extremely tired. He didn't dare to eat anything easily, even drinking water. He only dared to eat whatever Leng Lingxiao ate.
He always felt that Tang Xiaowan was too enthusiastic tonight and was very suspected of deliberately harming him.
"Mr. Wang, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
Leng Lingxiao said this, picked up a bunch of roasted pork belly, and ate it deliciously.
Want to collaborate? wishful thinking!
"We are all businessmen, and making money is king. Mr. Leng might as well think about it carefully. As far as the current situation is concerned, the market share..."
Wang Junchen was mid-sentence when he suddenly felt like his stomach was churning and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Sorry, I'll come when I go."
"Okay, you can do whatever you want." Leng Lingxiao quickly put down the skewers in his hands and replied with a frown.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the barbecue grill, and saw his little wife humming a tune and sprinkling condiments, looking very happy.
Start taking action now?
The effect is pretty fast, I’ll have to ask later.
A smile that was not too big to watch flashed across the man's handsome face.
After about ten minutes, the suspicious Wang Junchen trudged out of the toilet with difficulty. His face was very ugly, his white lips were tightly closed, and there were many beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Damn it, you dare to plot against me!"
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back the pain, but soon he lost control of his body and turned back again and rushed into the toilet.
Sadly, there was no toilet paper. Fortunately, he happened to have a contract in his trouser pocket.
Wang Junchen's face was twisted with an expression of pain, his hands were covering his stomach, and his body was shaking constantly. He felt like his insides were churning, like a hot fire burning in his stomach.
After a while, he stood up slowly, but his legs were no longer able to support his body. He could only bend over and move slowly with his hands on the wall.
If he hadn't been exercising regularly and his body was still strong, he might have been carried out.
He suspected that there was something wrong with the roasted pork belly he had just eaten, or maybe it was roasted kidneys, because Leng Lingxiao only took one bite, but he ate the whole thing.
Damn it, I took all precautions, but a little girl like you still took advantage of me, damn it!
Why does Ah Hua care about you?
He walked slowly through the restaurant, intending to ask Ye Wanhua to go home with him. It was not a good place to stay for a long time, but he met Tang Xiaowan halfway. She was holding a plate with some cut fruits.
Damn it, you still want to see my joke?
"Brother, what's...what's wrong with you? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?" Tang Xiaowan asked with concern, her big bright eyes blinking.
Pretending to be innocent, right? Okay, wait and see!
"It's okay, I ate too much chili."
He didn't want to get too entangled with her, God knows what bad intentions he had.
Because his wife was there, he suppressed his anger.
"Brother, why don't you take a rest in the restaurant first? Granny Yu just happened to cook some ginger soup. I'll bring you a bowl and wait."
"No, I myself..."
"You're welcome, I'll be here soon."
Wang Junchen looked at Tang Xiaowan's leaving figure. Although he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, he still stopped and sat at the dining table.
Ginger soup? Such a coincidence, just right?
Let me see what other flowers you can find!
He didn't know why he was so angry that he just waited for someone to serve him ginger soup.
At this time, Ye Wanhua came over and was shocked when she saw Wang Junchen's condition. She thought her husband just felt uncomfortable after drinking, so she found an excuse to leave and take some time off.
Unexpectedly, Wang Junchen's face was very pale, and even his lips had lost their color.
"Ajun, what's wrong with you?"
How can a man lose his dignity? He must not say that he is exhausted from diarrhea.
So, Wang Junchen forced out a smile and replied gently: "It's okay. I just ate too much chili and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."
"I heard from Xiao Wan that I didn't bake some for you without pepper?" Ye Wanhua asked puzzledly, feeling a little worried.
"I'm happy for a moment... I want to change my taste. It's okay, don't worry, just take it slow."
"There is medicine in the car, I'll get it."
"No, just stay here and accompany me." Wang Junchen took his wife's hand and looked at her intently, with a little warmth in his eyes.
Seeing this, Ye Wanhua smiled slightly.
"Okay, I won't leave."
Just when their eyes met, Tang Xiaowan came back with a smile and a large glass bowl, which contained the ginger soup prepared by Granny Yu.
Funny, are you treating me like a cow?
"Brother, Jiang Tang is here." Tang Xiaowan shouted before she even came forward.
Wang Junchen: "?"
Are you afraid that others won't hear you?
Report to Leng Lingxiao?
Are you afraid that if you get into trouble, it will end badly?
"Xiao Wan is still thoughtful!" Ye Wanhua took the glass bowl gratefully and slowly handed it to Wang Junchen's mouth, "Drink it quickly. The ginger soup warms the stomach and can also relieve hangovers. You will feel better after drinking it. .”
Wang Junchen: "..."
Comfortable? God knows what kind of mess this damn girl put in it.
We'll see, I'll settle the score with you later.
After all, it was his wife who served him in front of him. Wang Junchen finally chose to smile and drank the large bowl of ginger soup at a great risk.
Gudong, gudong, no ambiguity.
As he was putting the bowl away, he suddenly figured it out.
Humph, who is afraid of whom? At most, I will have another stomachache and squat on the toilet. I don’t believe it. How dare you guard so many people and be cruel to me?
This is Huangcheng, not Chicheng.
"Wow, I drank it all in one breath, it's amazing!" Tang Xiaowan looked at Ye Wanhua in surprise.
"Drink it quickly and it won't feel spicy." Ye Wanhua explained softly, with a bit of relief, her eyes fell on the empty bowl.
"Oh, that's true, indeed."
A smile flashed across the corner of Tang Xiaowan's mouth. Wang Junchen happened to see this scene, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, suspecting that he had fallen into a trap again.
