Chatper 555 (1/2)

"None of your business?" Lin Miaoyu was furious.

"Because if you look for it once, you will be thrown like this once, or next time you notify in advance, I will contact the reporter here and take a picture of your ugly appearance?"

"you dare!"

Pei Chenyang ignored her and turned back directly.

If she still dared to come, he would naturally dare to do so.

Lin Miaoyu's words were too much. If it wasn't for the friendship that he pressed before, he would have taken her to the police station today.

When I went back, my mood was a little complicated.

There is distress, there is heartache.

Pei Chenyang cheered up, but saw Zhao Mengmeng's face was stinky.

Still angry, the damn gringo dared to threaten her!

How could Pei Chenyang fail to see such an obvious sign of anger?

"Miss, the soup in the kitchen is ready." The cook came out and said to Zhao Mengmeng in a warm voice.

Zhao Mengmeng snorted coldly in disdain: "I'm as strong as a cow, what soup do I still have to drink, throw it away, I won't drink it today."

She didn't notice that as soon as these words came out, Pei Chenyang's fingers slowly tightened.

She didn't take her body seriously at all.

Pei Chenyang was angry and furious.

If possible, he would like to hold Zhao Mengmeng directly and order her to drink.

The actual situation is that it is impossible!

Pei Chenyang pursed his lips, and walked directly in the direction of the restaurant. When he came out, he had an extra bowl of black chicken soup in his hand.

From a long distance away, Zhao Mengmeng could smell the medicinal herbs.

Speaking of which, this black-bone chicken soup is boiled very well, and it is sweet and delicious when you drink it normally, and it also nourishes the body and nourishes the skin. But the point is, she basically drank it three times a day, and drank it for a week.

Zhao Mengmeng felt like vomiting when she smelled it.

"Cus, what are you doing?" Zhao Mengmeng couldn't help but backed away, with an angry expression on her face.

"Bring it out for Miss." Pei Chenyang smiled faintly, and handed over the bowl in his hand.

Zhao Mengmeng was unmoved, but her eyes were very sharp: "You little bodyguard, how dare you interfere with whether I drink soup or not!"

She felt that this bodyguard took herself too seriously, even if she thought Cus was funny, she would not be led by the nose by a bodyguard.

"This is also my job." Pei Chenyang looked at her seriously.

The bowl in his hand was steaming hot, and the soup would be cold if kept for a few more minutes at such a temperature.

"You are not a housekeeper, so don't interfere with this lady's affairs. Be careful, I will tell you to pack up and leave." Zhao Mengmeng raised her eyebrows, passed Pei Chenyang, and sat down on the sofa.

She was threatened by a little bodyguard just now, causing her to run away, which is simply a shame to Zhao Mengmeng.

He's still full of anger, how dare he bump into him!

"Miss, drink the soup!" Pei Chenyang held back his anger and repeated it.

"Cus, don't go too far, I've already warned you, do you really think you're special enough to point out my affairs?" Zhao Mengmeng stood up angrily.

"If the lady thinks my behavior is too outrageous, she can fire me at any time. I won't have any complaints. But before the lady left the house, she specifically explained this matter. I'm just doing my job."

Pei Chenyang didn't expect that Zhao Mengmeng would always sing against him, so he could only use Zhao's mother as a shield.