I Can See Probability

"Running away from you, I don't know how to be ashamed." Lu Yanyan scolded, and became embarrassed herself.

After a while, a black luxury car, an Aston Martin DBX, drove by the door of Chen Kee Restaurant.

As soon as the car door opened, a young man, served by his entourage, hid under a parasol, and walked in step by step towards the restaurant.

Lu Yanyan's back was facing the door, and Chen Jing's side happened to be facing the door, so when he looked up, he could see this young man.

This person, about 20 years old, was wearing a Tang suit shirt. On the right wrist is a fine huanghuali wood bracelet, and on the left wrist is a simple-looking watch with the words Piaget engraved on the dial. Anyone with a little knowledge can see that this is a luxury earl watch, and he is afraid that this piece will cost upwards of 600,000.

And on his neck, he also wears a piece of emerald and jade Guanyin.

It can be said that his clothes are all luxury goods, and even the clothes are cut from top-grade brocades.

Chen Jing felt a little strange that a noble boy like this suddenly stepped into the facade of Chen's restaurant.

It's just that although this noble son is very noble, his face is difficult to associate with handsome.

Objectively speaking, his face can only be said to be very lucky.

After this young man entered the store, he seemed to dislike the wafting smell of oil smoke. He also took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose a little, then swept his eyes and fixed it on Lu Yanyan's body.

Then, a smile appeared on his square face, and he took a few steps closer, and suddenly said, "Yanyan, so you are here again, didn't you agree that we will have dinner together at noon today? Why are you again? Come here? This kind of place, the level of hygiene, I'm afraid it can't pass the test."

He walked to the edge, but didn't find a place to sit. It seemed that he just wanted to call Lu Yanyan away, as long as Lu Yanyan left, he didn't want to stay here for a second.

Lu Yanyan ignored him, pretending she didn't hear it on purpose, and opened her mouth to Chen Jing: "I want to eat."

"If you want to eat, just eat..." Chen Jing just put it in his mouth, ready to leave a few bones for her.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his foot was stepped on under the table.

Then he saw that Lu Yanyan seemed to wink at him to indicate something.

The clever Chen Jing would soon notice, and he took a piece of garlic and stuffed it into her mouth: "Eat it, I know you like garlic the most."

"..." Lu Yanyan's narrowed eyes suddenly looked like she wanted to kill someone.

But she pretended to have a smile on her face, opened her mouth and ate the garlic fed by Chen Jing.

Under the table, she stepped on Chen Jing's toes again.

Chen Jing, you bastard, you love garlic!

The method of frying diced spicy chicken is generally to put the garlic after the frying, and then fry it for a third of the time to get the fragrance, so the garlic head is basically still raw.

Southerners eat raw garlic, who knows how it tastes.

Chen Jing's feet that were placed under the table had long since shrunk up wisely.

So, Lu Yanyan stepped on her retaliatory step just now, throwing herself in the air.

Then, with an amiable smile brighter than Father Sun, he picked out another piece of garlic from the bowl and fed it again: "Come on, open your mouth, good things come in pairs, eat another one."

"..." Lu Yanyan's tongue became numb when she ate it. She played pranks with him before, and both of them were crying, but now her eyes are hot and her mouth is hot.

But in front of those who want to act, she must continue the act.

So, even though his eyes could kill, he still had a smile on his face: "Thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome." Chen Jing fed her garlic, took a piece of meat with his backhand, swayed it in front of her eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

"..." Lu Yanyan puffed out her mouth and stepped on her feet everywhere under the table.

Those eyes seemed to be talking - Chen Jing, I really want to hit you ah ah ah ah!

Chen Jing shrunk his feet so high that he looked proud.

After eating, I found her garlic again.

"I'm full, no more." Lu Yanyan declined with a smile. She doesn't want to eat garlic.

"Since you're full, this plate is mine." Chen Jing hugged the plate and enjoyed it by himself.

Lu Yanyan's face was full of resentment. Aunt Xu made this for me. You gave me half of the plate, and you have to rob me of the rest. It's too bad.

The noble boy looked at the intimacy of the two of them, and his face became ugly long ago.

Especially his eyes were as cold as knives, staring at Chen Jing all the time.

But Chen Jing, he knew he was looking at him, but he acted like he didn't see it.

Without a doubt, even if Lu Yanyan didn't say it, Chen Jing actually guessed it. This noble son is probably the future son-in-law that Lu Jingtong is looking for.

Otherwise, Lu Yanyan wouldn't suddenly act so abnormally.

Judging from this noble son's outfit, Lu Jingtong's vision is at least qualified. At least this guy's family is rich, and he can be regarded as a golden tortoise-in-law!

Moreover, Chen Jing also secretly scanned his eyes with the Heavenly Seeing Qi technique, and found that there was a 49-centimeter spiritual line in this noble son's lower dantian.

Even the entourage next to him has a 15-centimeter-long spiritual thread in his body.

This also shows that Lu Jingtong's vision is very good, and he actually chose a qi refiner to be his future son-in-law.

However, Chen Jing's heart suddenly became suspicious.

Why did Lu Jingtong get involved with Qi refiners?

If Lu Jingtong knew about the Qi refining circle, then it would make sense that he and Fang Yizhen had been doing Lu Yanyan's ideological work for a while.

Chen Jing understands how much an ordinary person yearns for the Qi refining circle.

'Unfortunately, Uncle Lu never knew about it. Actually, I am also a qi refiner. ’

He ate quietly, until the plate of diced spicy chicken was completely wiped out, and then Chen Jing took a sip of herbal tea with satisfaction.

Lu Yanyan never looked back at that noble son.

That noble son's patience is very good. Chen Jing regarded him as air, and he could actually bear it.

After pondering for a long time, he finally looked away from Chen Jing, and then looked at Lu Yanyan: "Yanyan, I have come to pick you up in person, don't you give me no face?"

Only then did Lu Yanyan turn her head to look at him: "I told you a long time ago, don't waste your time on me. I'm actually just a very ordinary citizen, noble you, I really can't stand high. You look down on me. This kind of small restaurant is actually my favorite. In fact, the generation gap between us is really big, why do you keep pestering me? "

"Taste can be improved. As the saying goes, those who are close to the vermillion are red and those who are close to the ink are black. As long as you accept it, it won't take long before I will make you look like a noble princess, even a noble queen. All this , it's all within your thoughts." Your son rubbed the beads on his wrist.

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