When Ye Huang heard that the other party already had a child, his eyes flashed, and then he felt relieved. A beauty like Jiang Yan, who is at the level of a queen, should have gotten married and had children by the time she was in her thirties.
After regretting for a while that he and the other party had no chance to have an affair, Ye Huang followed the girls and headed towards the box arranged by Jiang Yan.
After entering the private room, when Jiang Yan asked the other girls what hot pot they wanted to eat, just as Ye Huang expected, all the girls asked for the one that could beautify their skin, leaving Ye Huang alone.
Due to the huge pressure from the girls, Ye Huang finally had no choice but to compromise and let Jiang Yan prepare a beauty hot pot for the four girls. Tragically, he ordered a small hot pot and a large table of food to eat by himself.
stand up.
Originally, Ye Huang thought of 'inserting' a chopstick into their hot pot, but in the end he was stared back at by the four women.
The reason is very simple. Ye Huang's face is already pale enough. If he eats this hot pot again, he will become a pretty boy! What the hell are you talking about? He just suffered internal injuries and has not fully recovered.
As for comparing with that pretty boy?
Although he was speechless, Ye Huang couldn't defeat the four girls who had joined forces. He could only eat his own food and look at the four girls over there who were happily eating beauty hot pot.
"Damn it, this woman is really beautiful. She is already so beautiful that she has brought disaster to the country and the people. Isn't it a waste to eat beauty hot pot?"
After eating for a while, Ye Huang felt that the meal was quite frustrating. He originally wanted to get together with women and enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by beautiful women, but in the end he was eating alone in a private room. There was a huge difference in feeling.
Ye Huang stood up and said to the four girls.
"You four starving people, eat first. I'll go out and get some fresh air. Give me a call later when you're done eating."
With that said, the four girls opened the door and walked out without waiting for anything else.
Inside the room, the four girls were sitting there blankly holding chopsticks. Xiao Lin glanced at the other three people and said.
"Are we being a little too harsh on him..."
"Sister Linlin, you just realized that Brother Ye has always let you do things. He is paying for the hot pot this time. If you don't let him eat with us, do you think he will be happy?"
Luo Yumo, who was most sympathetic to Ye Huang, rolled his eyes when he saw that Xiao Lin had some consciousness.
"Have I? It seems like he has been bullying me, okay?" Xiao Lin pouted, unwilling to admit it.
"Brother Ye is not bullying you just by talking about it. He has a cynical character, which is not the same as each of us. Think about it, if he really wants to bully you, what do you think?
Can you take advantage?"
"It seems so... Then should I call him back..." Luo Yumo said this, and Xiao Lin suddenly understood something. Although Ye Huang, this idiot, sometimes made her gnash her teeth, many times it was him.
Allowing yourself.
Even this time I broke such a valuable thing and didn't ask for compensation. It seemed that I was a little too much towards him.
"No need, that boy Ye Huang is not a stingy person. Let him go out for a walk. In the worst case, we can just treat him better in the future." Qin Yue, who was silent on the side, said.
"Oh... well, let's eat quickly. This beauty hotpot really works. You will feel that your skin becomes smoother in a few days."
After hearing what Qin Yue said, Xiao Lin stopped worrying about this issue and told the three of them and continued to move.
Upon hearing this, the other women also turned their attention to the hot pot and started eating it with great interest. As for their landlord, Ye Huang, he was completely forgotten about it.
After Ye Huang walked out of the private room, he first went to the bathroom and then walked to the artificial landscape screen in the lobby, lit a cigarette and started smoking.
In the distance, after greeting the guests, Jiang Yan saw that Ye Huang was not eating in the private room with other girls but walked out, so she walked up and asked with a smile.
"Mr. Ye, why are you coming out alone? Why don't you eat with them?"
"Haha, I think so, but it's a pity that my landlord can't compete with the tenants so they can only smoke here alone. By the way, Sister Yan, just call me Ye Huang. Mr. Ye sounds like I'm very old.
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Putting out the cigarette butt in his hand, Ye Huang smiled and said to the beauty Jiang Yan, who exuded a mature, intellectual beauty from every part of her body.
"Giggle... You must be a bit miserable as a landlord. It can be seen that those girls don't really want to embarrass you. In the future, as long as you let them go, it should be easy to get along with them."
"I hope so. It's only the first day and I feel like serving four young ladies. I don't know where the hard times will be in the future. By the way, Sister Yan, this hot pot restaurant is opened by you and my eldest brother.
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"No, you, Sister Yan, and I are single. I opened this hotpot restaurant myself."
"Single? Just now I heard Sister Yan say that she has a child." Jiang Yan's answer surprised Ye Huang.
"I am indeed single and I do have children. This is not a contradiction." Jiang Yan said to Ye Huang with a smile, but Ye Huang could see a hint of helplessness and sadness in her smile.
"Then big brother..."
"Four years ago, I died in a car accident." Jiang Yan agreed with a sad face. Although four years had passed, Jiang Yan didn't really want to mention this matter.
"I'm sorry, Sister Yan, I didn't expect that it would arouse your sadness." As soon as Ye Huang heard Jiang Yan say this, he knew that his question was too reckless, and he apologized quickly.
"It's nothing, it's over anyway, people always have to look forward, right?" Jiang Yan said, pretending to be strong.
"Indeed, the dead can never be recovered, and the living must continue to live." Ye Huang sighed, and the figure of his deceased wife appeared in his mind. The woman in front of him may have the same melancholy as himself.
"You are a person with a story!" Seeing a trace of exhaustion and sadness in Ye Huang's eyes, Jiang Yan suddenly said.
"Oh? How can you see it?"
"Only a man with a story can have the look in your eyes just now, so I conclude that you must be a man with a story. And your temperament is completely different from other young people of your age."
"I can even feel in you the temperament and composure that only my father had at that age. You are a man with secrets."
Jiang Yan stared at Ye Huang and said without any doubt that she had this feeling when she first saw this man, and it was even stronger now.
