"Hmm, it has the original flavor of Jiangzhou hot pot. I like this taste very much!"
"Come on, come on, have a taste, Yang Ya, use your chopsticks!"
"And you two, don't sit still!"
"well……"
Under Zi Xia's urging, the three girls slowly moved their chopsticks, but when the delicious hot pot was put into their mouths, it tasted like nothing.
Facing Mr. Wang who was nailed to the wall, it was good if they didn't vomit!
Zheng Shuwen, in particular, felt really bad. He looked at Ying Yue, then at Young Master Wang, hesitated for a long time, and finally sat down cautiously.
"Try this, it tastes good!"
"It's not bad..."
Zi Xia ate with gusto and served Ying Yue with vegetables from time to time. She had a happy smile on her face and seemed not to take Mr. Wang to heart at all.
Indeed, at this time, her heart was all about Ying Yue, so how could she care about Young Master Wang?
"Ying Ying, if you dare to do this to me, I will not let you go. The Wang family will not let you go. Just wait for the Wang family's wrath!"
The severe pain in his limbs made Mr. Wang feel filled with overwhelming hatred. But what made him even more angry was that Ying Yue seemed to have forgotten him and was eating hot pot as if no one else was around.
This made him even more hateful and wanted to cut Yingyue into pieces!
But now, he can do nothing but keep cursing, threatening, having fun, and venting the hatred in his heart.
Such insults made the three girls in the private room feel uncomfortable. To Ying Yue's ears, they sounded better than Xian Le.
Go ahead and scold me, go ahead and scold me!
It’s just a cry before death!
Time passed, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but the people at the dinner table still couldn't let go completely.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Everyone was shocked, their hands moved involuntarily, and they all looked towards the door of the box.
"Mr. Ying, I am Wang Baichuan!"
A low and respectful voice came from outside.
Hearing this voice, Zheng Shuwen's expression suddenly changed. Young Master Wang's father, Wang Baichuan, the son of the head of the Wang family and one of the four young men in the capital, came over in person.
God, we're in big trouble!
Mr. Wang, who was nailed to the wall, was even more ecstatic: "Dad, you are finally here, you are finally here, save me, come and save me, woo woo woo!"
"Here he comes, then come in!"
Ying Yue said calmly.
Hearing this, Wang Baichuan, who was wearing a black suit, opened the box door and walked in. The first thing he saw was his son nailed to the wall. His face twitched several times, and anger flashed in his eyes, but soon,
Calm down and go back!
"Dad, save me, save me quickly, it hurts so much!"
As soon as he saw Wang Baichuan, Mr. Wang saw the great savior and said anxiously: "Dad, it was this bastard who hurt me. How dare he..."
"Shut up!"
Wang Baichuan's voice was cold and his eyes were stern: "You dare to offend Mr. Ying, you stupid fool. He didn't kill you on the spot and let you live until now. It's a great mercy!"
"Dad, you...what did you say?"
Mr. Wang's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief.
"I don't have a son like you!"
Wang Baichuan snorted coldly, then walked up to Ying Yue, bowed deeply, and said with shame: "Mr. Ying, I didn't teach my son well, so this evil son offended you, I apologize to you!"
quiet!
It was completely quiet in the box.
Zheng Shuwen, the owner of the hot pot restaurant, and Mr. Wang, who was nailed to the wall, looked at Wang Baichuan in disbelief, with shock on their faces.
Wang Baichuan actually came to beg for mercy!
Oh my god!
How is this possible?
How is this possible?
He is Wang Baichuan, he is Wang Baichuan!
How could he give such a big gift to Ying Yue?
Everyone's mood was shocking, complicated, and indescribable!
"Wang Baichuan, your son dares to offend me and I will kill him, will you accept it?"
Ying Yue was eating hot pot by himself and said calmly.
"I'm convinced! I'm convinced!"
Wang Baichuan trembled all over, closed his eyes and whispered.
"In that case, then die!"
Ying Yue said casually, pulled out the machete nailed to Wang Shao's shoulder, and then stabbed it into his heart.
"Pfft——"
No blood came out, but Mr. Wang's body stiffened, his neck went limp, his whole body twitched a few times, and then he lost his voice.
he died!
"ah--"
Seeing this scene, the three girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Zheng Shuwen and the owner of the hotpot restaurant felt a chill rising straight to the sky.
Mr. Wang is dead!
The grandson of the head of the Wang family, the son of Wang Baichuan... is dead!
He was full of energy just now, but now he is dead!
Everyone was silent, not daring to speak out, and their hearts were filled with huge fear!
"Those who insult me...die!"
Ying Yue glanced at Mr. Wang's body, and then continued to eat hot pot with a calm expression, without causing any disturbance.
It's like killing Mr. Wang, like squeezing an ant to death!
Is he still human?
Seeing how indifferent he was, Zheng Shuwen trembled all over and felt great fear in her heart. Thinking of all the ridicule and contempt towards Ying Yue in the past two days, she felt even more frightened than ever before.
Ying Yue even killed Mr. Wang, so who is Zheng Shuwen?
At this time, Wang Baichuan, who saw his son's death, was like a sculpture, his voice was hoarse and filled with great sorrow, but he was still able to maintain his composure: "Mr. Ying, this traitor is so bold that he dares to offend you. He really deserves it.
The crime deserves death.
But he is my son after all, please allow me to take him back for burial!"
At this moment, Wang Baichuan showed his true colors as a hero. Even though his son was killed in front of him, he still remained calm. You can imagine how deep his palace is.
"Go for it!"
Ying Yue said calmly, and at the same time took a piece of fat beef roll into his mouth, rejecting it with relish.
"Mr. Ying, I'm leaving now!"
Before Wang Baichuan left slightly, he did not forget to bow, and then with the help of the bodyguards, he got Mr. Wang off the wall.
Then he hugged Mr. Wang's body and left the hot pot restaurant step by step.
Looking at his back, other people in the hot pot restaurant were trembling and could not speak for a long time.
"Who is this Ying Yue? Why did he kill his son in front of Wang Baichuan, but Wang Baichuan, the dignified son of the Wang family and the fourth young master of the capital, didn't even dare to fart?"
Zheng Shuwen's heart trembled: "But what is certain is that no matter who he is, he must be some great big shot, so big that even Wang Baichuan is very afraid of him!"
At this moment, Zheng Shuwen suddenly felt a huge surge of regret in his heart.
If he can build a good relationship with Ying Yue, as their roommates, they will definitely become very close friends.
By then, with Yingyue's backing, their Wanrong Group may not be able to take a step further and become a real industry giant.
"Dad, you always tell me that business is all about connections. As long as there are people, you can make money. So you have taught me since I was a child who is worth making friends with and who is not worth making friends with!"
But do you know, the Yingyue you told me was not worth befriending is actually an ancient Tyrannosaurus rex with an astonishing background!"
At this moment, Zheng Shuwen was so regretful that his intestines turned green.
