When Hu Fengyao found Ye Ying, he had just had an aperitif.
She was not very happy, and complained: "Why haven't the dishes been served yet? They are all self-help gadgets, not enough to fit between the teeth."
"You really think you're here for dinner?"
He sat next to her, propped his chin leisurely, and looked at the ribbon-cutting ceremony in the middle of the stage: "The banquet hasn't started yet."
Ye Ying sighed, and applauded with the people around: "I'm not in a hurry, but our child can't bear it."
Hu Fengyao followed her gaze, and saw the weasel with Huang Xize's face just put down an empty plate.
Good guy, it's like licking it—no, isn't this guy just licking it clean?
Hu Fengyao raised his forehead: "Can you... can you take care of her."
Although there are a lot of them, they are all sitting at this table. But at any rate, this guy now bears the name of Huang Xize, and at any rate he is a respectable figure in the business world.
Is such an OOC really a man?
After thinking for a while, he turned slightly serious: "By the way, you... have died?"
He thought that after Huang Xize's memory was recovered, the two of them would be together again. Not to mention the gluey state before, Huang Xize's current identity is a mountain god.
To be the lover of a god, which human being would have this honor. If she hadn't become the life star of his reincarnated body, Ye Ying wouldn't be able to get such a big deal.
But Yeying replied lazily: "What kind of fate is he, he is not a fairy family, and he doesn't need a fate star."
Hu Fengyao frowned, and just about to speak, Ye Ying continued: "It's just a matter of getting him done."
Hu Fengyao: "..."
It's so cowardly, can the mountain **** run away after sleeping? !
He doesn't have the time to condemn Ye Ying's scumbag behavior now, all he can do is to make up for the shock of the mountain **** when he found out that he was prostituted for nothing.
The sense of substitution is very strong, and he has already started to tremble.
As a citizen of the mountain god, a creature who grew up under the protection of the mountain, he could no longer control his emotions, trembling, while covering his face with his heavy hands, and lowered his head.
...and couldn't help but laugh.
Ye Ying glanced at him calmly.
I'm kind of a dog, but you're not bad either.
After a while, Hu Fengyao raised his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pretending to ask, "Is this really all right?"
Did this sentence really come out of your mouth? Ye Ying squinted at him, I think you are really looking forward to it.
His mouth is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and "fight" is written all over his face.
Ye Ying didn't bother to talk to the fox, and Da Huang over there said in a tone: "Daddy, I want to eat grilled lamb chops."
Ye Ying looked at her lovingly: "Eat, eat a big piece. Is two pieces enough, child?"
Rhubarb Jiao Didi: "That's enough, thank you Daddy."
Hu Fengyao: ...How about you cos roasting yam with this place? !
While they were chattering wildly, there was another burst of applause.
The opening ceremony is over, and the dinner party begins!
At this moment, everyone became energetic. The waiters filed in and began serving food to each table.
But at this moment, Hui San who had been sitting lazily straightened his back instantly.
He turned his head suddenly, his eyes shot towards the entrance like a falcon.
Ye Ying was very sensitive to his reaction, and immediately followed his gaze, and saw the tall and outstanding figure among the group of waiters at a glance.
mountain god.
When seeing him, Ye Ying was in a trance for a moment.
Although he has obtained Huang Xize's memory, he is not exactly Huang Xize.
The two personalities of the mountain **** and Huang Xize blended together in him, making him a little more cold and ruthless than Huang Xize, but also mixed with a kind of simplicity that is not familiar with the world.
After all, he is a **** who is high above and out of the ordinary.
Ye Ying leaned against the back of the chair, unconsciously playing with the crystal cup on the table with her clean and slender fingers, and scanned the tall man playfully with her eyes.
Sensing her gaze, the mountain **** tightened his throat inexplicably.
Speaking of which, the memories of that night—whether physical or mental—are still vivid.
Ye Ying's eyes are too naked for the mountain god, and even Huang Xize, who has always been calm and self-possessed.
Hu Fengyao was a little interested when he saw the two people's eyes meeting.
She has really changed a lot—I think she was an ordinary human being with no sense of security when she was at the cruise ship reception.
But now, facing the great mountain god, are they all so stubborn?
What gave her confidence? Is it the favor of the mountain god, or a powerful force?
Or maybe it was...the courage and rage that had carried her across life and death?
No matter what, in just three months, she seemed to have been completely reborn.
If it is said that love and strength are endowed by others, the decision to go deep into the tiger's den to save the soul is made by herself.
That is her own, her own bravery, which cannot be bestowed by anyone else.
After someone has power, he thinks about how to benefit himself.
But she took another path, her heart is the source of strength.
She was simply mad at Huang Xize.
Ye Ying raised her eyebrows, and looked at the mountain **** who came over with a half-smile: "Why are you here?"
The mountain god's expression was very heavy, and he asked instead, "Who is he?"
Ye Ying patted Rhubarb, who was completely oblivious to the atmosphere, and was absorbed in eating hard, and replied casually: "The monster that Fanbang paid tribute to."
After the monster rhubarb storm inhaled, it gracefully tapped its lips with a napkin, and then looked up at the mountain god.
This guy is more stupefied than Hui San, mainly because he didn't even have an elder since he was a child. In addition, I didn't know the mountain god, so I didn't know how to be afraid, so I asked in an annoyed manner, "Who are you?"
She Luo was dressed in a black suit, and her gloomy aura was like a black-road killer: "How dare you talk to Shan-"
"Yo, I can't tell." Ye Ying interrupted him in amazement: "Your snake skin is so strange that you look good in a suit."
A crack appeared on She Luo's poker face.
His voice was as cold as everlasting ice: "If you talk nonsense again, be careful that I'm impolite."
Ye Ying hugged her thin self in surprise: "Oh, I'm so scared. Why don't you be polite and take my grandpa into your cave?"
She Luo: "..."
He was forcibly suppressing his anger, and from the corner of his eye, he saw an IPAD slowly rising above his eye level.
There are three letters on the IPAD, no, six big characters: "口合口口合".
She Luo: ...
If it weren't for the fear of stabbing the throat, I really wanted to swallow this dead hedgehog.
The movement on their side has already alarmed the security guards. Someone came over and asked politely, "Ma'am, do you need help?"
"Eh? Mr. Huang."
A pleasantly surprised male voice sounded, and the fat middle-aged man came and warmly took the mountain god's hand: "Long time no see, next chapter is simple, do you remember? We met before."
He knew very consciously that his level would probably not be remembered by this young and promising nobleman, so he took the lead in declaring his family.
Zhang Congjian praised with a smile: "You changed your hairstyle, I almost didn't recognize it from a distance just now." As he spoke, he glanced at the table, and then greeted Zuo Huai: "Master Zuo!"
He is affectionate with everyone, but it is not annoying. After saying hello to Qiao Er and seeing Ye Ying again: "Mrs. Huang, you really shine."
Ye Ying nodded and smiled.
Zhang Congjian's eyes moved to her side, pleasantly surprised: "Oh, Mr. Huang, you..."
The voice broke in his throat, and Zhang Congjian's smile froze on his face.
He didn't let go of the mountain god's hand, and turned his head tremblingly to look back.
Facing the condensed handsome face.
Zhang Congjian was stunned, his eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of the mountain **** and the rhubarb, getting faster and faster, and finally it was like a rattle.
Finally, he looked at Ye Ying in panic: "Mrs. Huang, this..."
"It's okay." Ye Ying replied calmly, "He's cracked."
Zhang Congjian: "..."
What is this answer? !
Hui San sighed, Ye Ying still rested her hands crossed to support her chin, her eyes turned a strange blue color: "It's normal, it's just mitosis. You can find a seat for him."
The eyes of Zhang Congjian and the surrounding security guards became blank, but they became clear within a second.
Only this time, the panic on Zhang Congjian's face disappeared, and he smiled warmly again: "Okay, I'll take this one to the table right now."
The mountain **** took a deep look at Ye Ying, cooperated unexpectedly, and followed Zhang Congjian away.
Hui San looked at Ye Ying unexpectedly, unexpectedly...she is already so proficient in using Huang Xian's cultivation base.
One of Huang Xian's abilities is to interfere with human thinking-this is why the legend of Huang Xian is so evil.
It seems that after Zhanzi came back, her ability had another kind of leap. Now this mana does not seem to be obtained from others, but more like her own.
Ye Ying's eyes were indifferent, and she fell on the tall and handsome back of the mountain god. At this time, the little girl who had been following the mountain **** suddenly turned around and raised an... IPAD to Ye Ying?
Why does she carry an IPAD with her, or hang it around her neck... Before Ye Ying could figure it out, her eyes were attracted by the words on it.
"Hi, Fu, let's go again."
Ye Ying: ...
What kind of ancient text is this? !
In the following time, Ye Ying concentrated on savoring the food.
In fact, their table is quite conspicuous-they are in the first row, and it happens that there is a table of first-line stars on the right.
For the dishes on the table, people eat two symbolic bites. Only their table is like a pack of wolves.
Everyone: ...It's really contrived, but it's a little scary.
Ye Ying didn't pay attention to her either, but one of these gazes was always firmly locked on her body.
The poor mountain **** who has been scumbag has almost become a wife-watching stone, with green eyes staring at Ye Ying from afar without blinking.
She Luo and Bai Chu were terrified. If Zhang Congjian had not arranged for them a separate table or a corner, everyone else would have called the police.
Ye Ying picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth gracefully, hiding the naughty smile on the corner of her lips.
Not long after, when everyone died down, the waiter stepped forward lightly to remove the cups and plates and restore the table to its original state.
The lights in the hall suddenly dimmed, but a spotlight focused on the ceremony platform.
The auction begins.