My Destined Lover

“One hundred thousand?!” Wen Qingye struggled violently, and his eyes widened in disbelief. “Really?”

“Of course it’s true. Why did I lie to you!” Qin father pulled him to sit down.

Wen Qingya hesitated for a moment and finally sat down along the old man’s hand. “Then… OK.”

Marcus went into Laura’s room and put a beautifully wrapped gift box on the table.

“Gifts.”

It’s not good to unpack it face to face. Laura took a look and took back his eyes. “Thank you!”

“Hmm.”

Marcus seemed to think of something suddenly, and his eyes moved slightly. “How about I invite you and your friends to dinner tomorrow?”

Laura was a little surprised, but quickly smiled. “OK.”

The camera was re-aimed at the stone table under the old banyan tree.

After several chess games, Wen Qingye is already handy.

“Eat!” Wen Qingye touched the chess and held out his hand with a bright smile. “I won again! 100, 000!”

Qin old man smiled and shook his head while giving money. “Also say what chess is not good, didn’t you win several games? I ah, really lost to you…”

Wen Qingye smiled and took the money away. “Next, I will let you take three steps!”

Qin’s old man just laughed, and it seemed that he didn’t lose water before the meat hurt at all. “Good.”

Wen Qingye continued to play chess with him, and the more he played, the more he liked the old man and became close to him.

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Meanwhile, Mrs. Taylor takes Dennis to an upscale restaurant.

“Son, you have just returned to China, and you must not be used to the domestic environment.”

Mrs. Taylor said as he pulled open his chair and sat down. “Mom will invite you to eat the most punctual western food in China!”

With a wave of her hand, she said to the waiter on the side, “Give me all the specialty dishes here.”

The waiter held a pen and paper in his hand and bent down to apologize with the same smile. “Sorry, today our chef was booked to New York in advance. I’m afraid I can’t serve the specialty dishes.”

Mrs. Taylor was stunned, and then Dennis threw a puzzled look at her, and she instantly broke the defense.

“What do you mean, my son finally returned home, your chef is not here? It seems that your restaurant is unlucky today, and it failed…”

Mrs. Taylor swearing, consciously lost face, immediately took Dennis to get up, “Son, let’s go! They are not willing to receive, and we are not willing to eat here!”

The figures of the two men gradually faded away, and the waiter behind them still kept smiling. “You walk slowly.”

However, when he bent down to cover his face, his eyes flashed a trace of contempt.

I can’t afford the chef myself and blame the restaurant for not receiving it? Bah!

The next day.

Laura took Class Eight to the box reserved by Marcus.

The food was served early, and the dazzling array of delicious food on the table made people move their index fingers.

However, it’s a pity that Marcus suddenly has something to do and can’t come to the appointment, so he is doomed to be unable to share this delicious meal together.

“Wow.” A girl saw the content of the dish clearly, and she exclaimed with exaggeration. “This dish, I just saw it on the menu, the price is this number!” She made a “five” gesture.

Other students listened and surrounded them one after another. “Really, 500?”

“Ah, and this, I saw just now, it costs six hundred!”

“And that, that.”

The students talked noisily and gradually realized the value of this meal, so they took out their mobile phones one after another.

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“I want to shoot, too, I want to shoot!”

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