"If you are not willing to give in, you can try your best to give it a try. However, if you cannot do the first one after trying it, then, junior brother, listen to senior brother and just let it go."

"Try it? But, she didn't give me a chance." Lan Mingyou's attention was focused on the first half of Bei Mingfeng's words at this time, and he lowered his eyes slightly.

"Opportunities can be created. It's up to you. Okay, junior brother, we've been out for so long, it's time to go back. Otherwise, Xin'er will come out to find us." After finishing speaking, Bei Mingfeng took the lead.

Turned around and left.

He made it very clear that in fact, he couldn't help Lan Mingyou much with this kind of matter. The whole matter had to be determined by how he thought and viewed it.

"Creating opportunities? Does that mean I still have a chance? Yes, I haven't even given it a try yet. How could I give up?" Lan Mingyou clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind, no matter what, he had to give it a try.

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Lan Mingyou's depressed mood has improved a lot at this time. At least, he hasn't completely lost yet. He is still qualified, right?

He couldn't watch his beloved disciple being snatched away by this man who came out of nowhere. Yes, he couldn't, absolutely couldn't.

However, Bo Cixin and Di Wuxie here have already ordered and all the dishes have been served, but the master and uncle still haven't come.

Bo Cixin was about to take a look at the two of them, but at this moment they pushed the door open and entered.

"Master, father, uncle, where have you been? You have been there for so long." Bo Cixin stood up, glanced at the two of them and asked.

"Xin'er, are you so concerned about your teacher?" Bei Mingfeng didn't say anything. Lan Mingyou seemed to have swept away the haze just now, with a smile on his face and a slight teasing tone in his words as he asked Bo Cixin.

"You are my master, how can I not care about you?" Bo Cixin just replied as Lan Mingyou was joking.

When Lan Mingyou heard what she said, the smile on his lips widened even more. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Di Wuxie. Di Wuxie happened to be looking at him at this time, and their eyes met in the air.

Already.

Lan Mingyou raised the corners of his eyes with a bit of pride, and Di Wuxie frowned slightly. He clearly felt the provocation in his eyes.

"Master|Father, Master, sit down quickly, this dish is getting cold." Bo Cixin asked the two of them to sit down, and then sat down again.

Next, it’s time to eat.

"Master | Father, this is your favorite food. Master, this is your favorite food." Bo Cixin gave the two of them some of their favorite dishes, but she did not bring them back this time.

What, no matter what, I feel a little bit sorry in my heart.

Lan Mingyou looked at the dishes in his bowl. Unexpectedly, Xin'er still remembered what he liked best. He couldn't help but smile even wider. It seemed that Xin'er still cared about him.

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"Xin'er, this is your favorite pastry." At this time, Di Wuxie first gave her some of her favorite pastries, which relieved her embarrassment.

"Thank you." Bo Cixin raised the corner of his mouth slightly as he thanked him, while Di Wuxie just nodded with a smile.

"Xin'er, come and eat some of these shrimps. This is the signature dish of Yunlai Restaurant. It's very delicious." Upon seeing this, Lan Mingyou quickly picked up two shrimps and put them in a bowl with thin heart.

Looking at Bo Cixin with a smile.

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