With a few eyes facing each other, Jiang Yuan had the desire to die!

I don’t know if she was seen by her junior brother and Mr. Guo when she was just being slapped by a dog man, but whether she saw it or not, her appearance is almost burying at this moment.

"Mr. Fu, you guys are..."

Mr. Guo, opposite, reacted first. Unlike Yan Binke's shocked and dull look, he was just a little surprised.

Yan Binke woke up after hearing the sound and spoke at the same time. The person who asked was Jiang Yu'an, "Yes, senior sister, you are..."

Jiang Yuan's desire to die became stronger.

She silently turned her eyes away, grabbed Fu Beixing's fingers and pinched him deliberately.

A slight tingling sensation came from his body. Fu Beixing only lowered his eyes and glanced at the woman in his arms, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Grandpa Guo."

He looked at Mr. Guo, greeted someone first, and then explained.

"This is my wife. She accidentally scratched her ankle while playing there. I took her to the hospital for a tetanus injection. She was shy and refused to let me hug her, so a little farce happened. You can see it and laugh."

After hearing this, Mr. Guo's face was clear, "Is it the marriage that your old man had previously decided for you?"

Fu Beixing nodded, "Yes."

Unhesitantly admitted that the woman in her arms suddenly calmed down, and the pinching of him stopped.

"But how do I remember that you are divorced from Senior Sister and Mr. Fu?" Yan Binke next to him suddenly spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes looked at him in unison.

On one side was Mr. Guo's eyes, he looked at him with three or two points, and waved around Fu Beixing back and forth, with a little gossip in his eyes, but he didn't ask anything.

The other gaze was naturally Fu Beixing, and his dark eyes were pressed down, so he didn't have to be as polite as Mr. Guo.

"Why would you rather go and see the decoration of your store when Chef Banquet cares about my husband's private affairs? Fortunately, my wife has nothing to do. If there is a customer fighting one day, it is still a small matter to poke the eyes, but it will be a big deal if it makes a fortune."

Yan Binke couldn't help but hear this, and immediately raised the chef's sleeves.

Just as he was about to meet Fu Beixing, Wen Liang's female voice came in a muffled voice: "Fu Beixing, you are so enough! You have all the divorce certificates, what are you pretending here? Who is your wife? If you don't want to take me to the hospital, put me down, so that my wounds will heal when I arrive at the hospital!"

Yan Binke also suppressed his anger and changed his tone in a slutty voice: "Mr. Fu, you are your ex-husband after all. I won't bother you about sending my senior sister to the hospital, and it's not appropriate to let people see it. In this way, you go and continue eating, and I'll call an apprentice to send my senior sister over."

Fu Beixing's face also became darker and heavier.

He glanced at Yan Binke indifferently, and his tone was also bad: "Chef Yan should go and see your decoration. Go to the kitchen and call someone to come and take her to the hospital. I'm afraid that the wound will heal."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but use force again, and quietly pinched him again.

He was obviously very hard, but Fu Beixing's face did not change his expression and said hello to Mr. Guo who was beside him, "Grandpa Guo, then I'll take my wife away first."

Even if he had already exposed it in front of others, he had not changed his name.

Mr. Guo nodded with a smile, glanced at his old friend beside him, "Go."

Fu Beixing nodded and took a step.

This attitude made Yan Binke even more intimidated.

Good boy, just take his senior sister away, why do you still treat him differently from the old guy next to him!

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, and Yan Binke has to keep up with her feet.

But before he could take a step, he was caught by his friend next to him, "The young couple had some conflicts, why are you, the old man, coming over?"

"That's my junior sister!"

"Hey, you're so embarrassed when you're old? Don't be with young people all day long and think you're young. Let me tell you, old guy, remind you, old guy, we both step into the coffin with half of our feet!"

"Bah! What's wrong with being old? I'm my junior brother!" Yan Binke yelled without admitting defeat, shook Mr. Guo's hand and walked out.

As soon as he turned the corner, he happened to run into Fu Beixing standing in the corner with a smile on his face.

He hugged Jiang Yu'an and still stood tall, with his starry eyes smiling, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, so I realized that Chef Yan called my wife a senior sister. It turns out that my wife has this reason for working here, so I'm asking you to take care of her during this period. I'll take her to the hospital first, see you again, junior brother."

After saying this quickly, he didn't give anyone time to interrupt. After saying that, he hugged Jiang Yu'an and left, leaving Yan Binke and Mr. Guo, two old men, looking at each other.

After a moment, Yan Binke suddenly reacted, "Okay, this guy is taking advantage of me!"

Mr. Guo laughed loudly, "Old thing, you just realized it? The young Mr. Fu calls me grandpa, and calls you junior brother with his wife. Let me think about what you have to call me?"

"roll!"

Suddenly, Xiaonan Pavilion was full of curses and laughter.

Outside the restaurant, a few scoldings also arose.

"Fu Beixing, are you so idle? I'm so old that the chef of the banquet is so old. Are you going to tease me? You're a dog!"

Since Xiaonange left, Jiang Yu'an never stopped talking and scolded whatever he caught.

But obviously, the man holding her didn't mind at all.

When he pinched him with her, his face was light and calm. He only lowered his eyebrows until his car: "Say one more thing, do you believe it or not, my dog ​​really bites you."

The deliberately intensified tone was matched with his low eyes and his expression, and he looked like he was about to throw her in front of the car and bite her.

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips and glared at him fiercely, and seriously stopped talking.

The man hummed softly, laughed muffled, and raised his chin slightly: "Open the car door."

He parked next to the passenger seat, holding Jiang Yu'an to the other side of the car, and his movements were also very obvious.

Jiang Yuan frowned and struggled slightly, "Put me down and I'll get in the car by myself."

Fu Beixing lowered his eyes, "Jiang Yuan, are you pretentious? You are carrying me here, I'm not here for a while? Open the door."

He raised his eyes and ordered his tone.

If it weren't for the worry that the dog man would throw her to the ground, Jiang Yuan would just want to smash his chin with a punch!

What kind of pretending, a dog man! A slutty man!

She cursed viciously in her heart, glanced at the back seat door, and realized that the distance was not enough, so she could only be forced to pull the door of the passenger seat.

It was a moment, but it didn't open.

"Your car lock was not opened and asked me to open the door. Fu Beixing, do you think you are brain-related?" Jiang Yu'an was furious.

Fu Beixing raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on his face: "Sorry, I forgot for a moment. The key is in my suit pocket, please touch it."

Jiang Yuan refused, "Let me down! You, hey-"

The voice changed because the man raised his arm and slammed her, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

She subconsciously grabbed his suit and her starry eyes opened angrily: "You are sick!"

Fu Beixing said softly, his voice lazy: "It's a bit, go get the key to unlock the lock."

Jiang Yuan glared at him angrily, and there was no movement for a while.

The next second, she felt her arms secretly exerting force on her waist. She immediately grabbed Fu Beixing's clothes with one hand and leaned down with the other hand.

"Don't move around, Fu Beixing, I'll tell you if you fall down, I'll post and reveal you immediately, and shake out all your troubles!"

The suit pocket was within sight. He leaned his hand down and accidentally touched his waist and abdomen.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan felt at ease through the suit.
Chapter completed!