Black Lotus Daughter She is Not Easy To Mess With

In the private room.

Mrs. Zhuang, He Chunhua, chatted with her daughter Zhuang Hongyu. Even though she was in her seventies, the old lady was still in good spirits.

A silver thread is coiled up with an emerald hairpin, and there is also an emerald bracelet from the same series on her hand.

Zhuang Hongyu chuckled from time to time, as if amused by the old lady's words.

Compared to their complacency, Chen Miaomiao was a little absent-minded.

I have been thinking about the relationship between Shen Lingxi and Mr. Shen, and was called by Mrs. Zhuang several times, but she looked panicked and petty, which made the old lady frown frequently.

Zhuang Hongyu's face was full of contempt: "It's a small place after all, it's petty, and it doesn't understand etiquette."

Chen Miaomiao blushed when she was told, "I..."

"Mom, today is uncle's birthday, don't worry about those people who can't get on the stage." Zhuang Hongyu's daughter Jin Yuxuan said.

Chen Miaomiao quickly apologized, while He Chunhua looked at her impatiently.

Apart from her good looks, this daughter-in-law is useless, so she is not too dissatisfied.

If her son hadn't insisted, she wouldn't have let him enter the dealer's gate at all.

But before He Chunhua put on airs for two more minutes, the person in charge of the Lanting Guild Hall walked in.

"Everyone, I'm really sorry, there's something wrong with this box temporarily, I might ask you to leave first." The person in charge showed apology, but his tone of voice could not be refuted.

The invited guests looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

Zhuang Hongyu stood up, obviously very angry: "What are you doing, we are halfway through the meal, and you just said that there is a problem with the box, why did you go early if there is a problem?"

"I'm really sorry, it's the fault of our store arrangement, please leave as soon as possible."

When Zhuang Dafu slapped the table, he had to ask for an explanation.

Now that we've talked about it, the store manager has nothing to hide.

"I'm really sorry, this is our boss' decision. The boss has explained that Lan Ting will not be in the dealer business in the future. If you want to eat, please find another place."

When the Zhuang family was driven away, they cursed all the way, and the scene was very ugly.

After dealing with the matter here, the store manager entered the door of Lanzi No. 1 box.

Ning Mian was breaking down the crab, and after hearing the news, he just waved casually, signaling that he knew.

He didn't know what happened outside just now. It was the big Buddha named Xie Fan next to him who wanted to drive the Zhuang family away. He, the boss of Lanting, was just a mouthpiece.

"Why are you making trouble with that family like this? They provoked you?" Ning Mian wiped the oil stains on his hands, expressing his curiosity about his sudden attack.

Xie Yan took a sip of tea: "It's sort of."

Ning Mian raised his eyebrows: "Hey, then they are brave enough, they think their fate is too long, and come to provoke you."

Xie Fan is notoriously difficult to get along with in the circle, and whether he gives face or not depends entirely on his own mood. If he gets angry, even if Mr. Xie comes forward, there is no room for discussion.

Whenever he wanted to attack someone, the opponent would have to shed several layers of skin if he didn't die.

"By the way, Ms. Zhao, I got some information, but the content is not much, and the destruction speed over there is too fast." Ning Mian really has no other choice.

Xie Yan: "Understood, count as much as you find out, and take the person back."

Ning Mian raised his eyebrows: "Don't check?"

Xie Yan: "Well, no need."