630. Chapter 630 If you admire Fan and feed An An fish soup
But tonight, Yang Mengfan would not refuse anyone. Even if he sat at the last table, the employee with a not very prominent position to toast Yang Mengfan, he would drink it all with ease and simplicity.
I was immediately happy that the clerk was like winning a lottery of 50 million.
Mu Wanqing had to admit that she admired Fan's alcohol tolerance and was so good.
One cup after another of the white wine was poured down, and it was still elegant and calm, like a quaint and indifferent person.
Instead, he sat aside, holding Wen Xiaorou who admired Sheng, and collapsed her dark face, looking so angry.
Just now, Teng Wanfeng, who admired Fan's wine, got out of the crowd panting.
Put down the cup and look at the huge restaurant. Only Mu Wanqing and Tang Moyu sat in their seats for dinner like nothing happened. He urged: "Mo Yu, Wanqing, what are you two doing here?! Everyone
They are all rushing to toast, so hurry up and follow them to toast."
Tang Moyu said sarcastically: "I can't do it when I fight to be a pug. Some people don't care about the skin on their faces, but I can't do it so freely and cannot be completely liberated.
nature."
Teng Wanfeng heard Tang Moyu's sarcasm and was not polite. He slapped him hard on the head and said gritting his teeth: "You guy, who is the pug?! You are still there when you swipe my gold card.
The toast trend ends with: admiring the arrogant and arrogant crying.
At a young age, he was surrounded by dense crowds of people, and he directly became angry with the young master, grabbed the wine glasses and smashed them hard at the crowd.
With a "pop", the sound of the glass shattering was extremely loud and harsh.
Seeing that the young master was angry, no one dared to be arrogant anymore, and returned to his position with a wine glass in shame.
Dinner finally returned to normal.
But Mu Wanqing felt so sad.
Especially when I saw that Yang Musheng liked to eat hairy crabs, Wen Xiaorou couldn't peel them, Yang Mufan helped them naturally, and then elegantly took a spoon and scooped the crab meat and fed it to him.
From time to time, he would ask Yang Musheng what he wanted to eat.
Yang Musheng sat on Wen Xiaorou, twisting and twisting naughtyly, and pointed to a dish casually. As a result, when Yang Mufan picked it up for him with chopsticks and fed it to his mouth, he left his little face and did not give him any face.
, instead said disgustedly: "Dad, I suddenly don't want to eat it."
Mu Wanqing never thought that she would be so lawless as she admired Fan and admired Sheng.
A man as cold and arrogant as him actually pulled down his figure in front of so many people and let a child do anything.
If it were in the past, Yang Mifan would not have done this. He would be concerned about his image and prestige in front of his employees.
And now...
Mu Wanqing had to admit: time will indeed change a person.
She withdrew her wounded gaze, looked down at the fish soup in front of her, and suddenly couldn't help but fantasize: If one day she admires Fan to feed An An a bite of fish soup, An An would definitely be happy for a long time...