"Yeah." Mo Yesi walked to her side, held one of her hands, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his lips, "Let's go."

"No, wait..."

Qiao Mianmian was led forward by him, and she felt something was wrong: "But we haven't been queued yet? Why are there any private room for us?"

There are more than a hundred people lined up outside.

No matter how fast it is, it will take an hour before their turn will be.

Of course, Mo Yesi would not tell Qiao Mianmian about giving him 700,000 yuan to buy a private room.

She knew, probably wouldn't eat this hot pot.

"I don't know either." He raised his eyebrows and lied as usual, "I just asked the boss if there is any space in the private room, and she said there is. Then he asked the waiter to arrange it."

Qiao Mianmian: “…”

That's so simple?

When they walked to the private room, they had to pass the checkout place at the front desk. She looked up and saw that the owner of the hot pot restaurant was standing behind the cashier to settle the accounts.

Qiao Mianmian looked at the boss lady who was still beautiful, then looked up at the man beside her, and she immediately understood.

It was probably because the boss lady saw that he looked good, so she made an exception and gave him a private room.

So, is there any benefit in your husband looking good?

You don’t have to queue up when eating hot pot!

How could she know that in order to allow her to eat the hot pot she was thinking about immediately, the man next to her spent a total of 700,000 yuan on this hot pot that was ordered per person by more than 100 yuan.

The people who thought Mo Yesi had a trick in his mind just now and refused to let the private room leave happily after getting the money.

Before leaving, he praised Mo Yesi for being a good husband who was rare in a century.

*

When the waiter led Qiao Mianmian and the others into the private room, the people just finished packing and walked out.

When Mo Yesi walked in with a tall, fair and delicate young girl with very beautiful face, several of the men immediately understood why he was willing to spend hundreds of thousands to eat a hot pot meal.

My wife is as beautiful as a fairy. Who doesn’t want to hold it in her hand and feel sorry for her love?

They don't have that condition.

If they were rich and married such a beautiful wife, they might do the same.

With money, what is it to make a beautiful woman smile?

When passing by them, several men happily said to Qiao Mianmian: "Miss, your husband really loves you. You must cherish this kind of peerless good husband and wish you happiness."

After saying that, several people walked over to her with a smile and walked out of the private room.

Qiao Mianmian's black question mark face: "???"

She asked Mo Yesi: "Do you know them?"

Mo Yesi's expression remained unchanged: "I don't know him."

He was right, he really didn't know that group of people.

Qiao Mianmian: "...who are they?"

"Maybe it's because I have recognized the wrong person, don't worry about them."

"oh."

*

When eating hot pot in the summer, Qiao Mianmian was sweating profusely and sweating all over.

But I feel very satisfying.

She put everything she thought was delicious into Moyesi's bowl: "Try this, it's delicious."

"And this cuttlefish, which tastes great."

“This spicy beef is super delicious, try it.”

Mo Yesi silently looked at the dishes she had put into the bowl, hesitated, and picked them up and slowly stuffed them into his mouth.
Chapter completed!