"Mr. Yan, welcome, I haven't had time to thank you." Chang Xiaopeng stretched out his hand, and the smile on his face did not show any resentment. "I heard that you weren't feeling well a few days ago and didn't have time to see you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Didn't have time? Yan Murong sneered in his heart, it's okay to deceive the child with this, besides, even if Chang Xiaopeng is willing to go, he still won't see it.

"It's okay." Yan Murong smiled slightly and didn't shake hands with him. "You don't have a good leg or foot, I understand."

With Yan Murong's words, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into embarrassment, and Chang Xiaopeng's face was also terrifyingly dark.

Ning Kun smiled bitterly, and said that beating people does not slap their faces, and scolding people does not expose their shortcomings, but Yan Murong's words are naked ~ naked beating people to slap their faces, and scolding people to expose their shortcomings - inconvenient legs and feet? Well, this is a more elegant way of saying, in layman's terms, isn't it just lame?

It's okay for you to scold him for being deaf in front of the deaf, because the deaf can't hear at all, but scolding the cripple at the kidnapper, even Ning Kun feels that Yan Murong is a little inauthentic.

Except for the sound of boiling soup in the hot pot, the silence in the huge box was terrifying, and everyone was startled by Yan Murong's words.

"You're paralyzed, who are you? How do you talk to Chang Shao? At this time, a young man wearing a leather jacket and combing his small back hair stood up behind the table, making it look like a turtle in the eighties, stood up, pointed at Yan Murong and shouted and scolded.

"Am I wrong?" Yan Murong looked innocent. Before the owner could speak, your puppy jumped out and barked, it should be beaten. "Isn't he lame?"

"Chang Shao is lame-" As soon as he said a word, he immediately reacted and jumped into the other party's pit, his face turned purple, and he secretly glanced at Chang Xiaopeng, and found that Chang Xiaopeng had no reaction, so he said angrily. "Cripple, lame, lame, haven't you been cleaned up?"

The young man was angry, he was annoyed and angry, he didn't care what place it was, who was there, pushed away the chair and walked over to Yan Murong.

"Chang Xiaopeng, the dog chain is open, why don't you hurry up and tie it up?" Yan Murong stood there motionless, looking at Chang Xiaopeng with a smile.

"Jinou, sit down." Chang Xiaopeng's face changed a few times, and he shouted in a low voice.

An Jinou saw that Chang Xiaopeng didn't want to make a big deal out of it, and he also knew that if he continued like this, not only would he not be able to get married, but he would annoy people. glared at Yan Murong fiercely, and sat back with a broken thought in his mouth.

"That's right, Yan Shao is right-" Chang Xiaopeng smiled and said. "But I still want to thank you, after all, I am at fault first, and your benevolence comes last."

How did this come from the mouth of this thing? Yan Murong was very surprised. Is it a killing? However, this guy's face is extremely sincere, and he can't see any clues.

"Okay, let's all sit down, it's cold outside, eat some hot pot, it's good." Ning Kun interjected and said, let these two people compete for a while, it is estimated that they will have to fight-of course, Yan Murong will not do it now, he doesn't want to open it as soon as his body recovers.

Whether it is a few first-rate sons, the only thing they have in common is that they are good at changing faces. If you can bully, you will be bullied with a ruthless face. can't be bullied, just the flattery of the past, and after a while, the atmosphere in the box became hot again.

"Come, Yan Shao, I'll introduce you." Chang Xiaopeng pointed to a few young men and women who came with him and said. "The one who had a misunderstanding with you just now, An Jinou, the son of the political commissar of the Yuezhou Military Region, An Jinou - don't know each other if you don't fight, Yan Shaoke don't mind. Jin Ou, this is Yan Murong Yan Shao. ”

"Don't mind, of course not." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Dogs bite people, people can't bite dogs, don't you say?"

"Y-huh." An Jinou was just about to have a seizure, when he saw Chang Xiaopeng glaring at him, and finally he could only snort coldly, lowered his head and drank alone.

A total of three men and two women came with him, all of whom came from other places, and they were not yet twenty years old, and they came to Yanjing to study in a group.

Yan Murong has no interest in these young people, all of them are the eldest and youngest ladies who are used to coming out of the family, and they definitely don't have any common language, after Chang Xiaopeng introduced, he just nodded politely, and turned his head to whisper something to Ning Kun.

Soon, the waiters rushed in, and all kinds of vegetables and meat were served up one by one, and a group of people didn't pay much attention to it, so they feasted on delicious dipping sauces.

Eating, seemingly simple two words, has a lot of knowledge in it.

Is it cheaper for a group of young ladies with extraordinary identities to eat hot pot? Of course not. They don't care what they eat, they care who they eat with. The identity of the other party is different, and their reaction is also different - if a poor person who only has money left to invite them to eat and run errands, even if it is a meal of several million, they will not even blink an eye. But if they eat with a top ya-chan like Chang Xiaopeng, then even if Chang Xiaopeng says to go to the roadside to eat pancakes, they have to follow.

The meal was very harmonious, and everyone feasted happily, eating and drinking, while telling interesting things about themselves, like a group of old friends who had not been seen for a long time.

After eating and drinking, the waiter's tea was also delivered, and seeing that Ning Kun had no intention of leaving, Yan Murong had no choice but to listen to this group of people talking nonsense while drinking tea patiently.

"Yan Shao, have you eaten well?" Chang Xiaopeng looked at Yan Murong with a smile. "I've long heard that the hot pot here tastes good, and it tastes really good."

"I'm not a picky eater." Yan Murong said lightly.

"Hehe, it's good not to be a picky eater." Chang Xiaopeng smiled, suddenly changed his words, and said. "Yan Shao, in fact, I invited you here this time to ask you for a favor - I was going to contact you a few days ago, but you are not in good health, so I have waited until now."

"Help?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, pointed to his nose and asked. "You're saying you're going to ask me for help?"

"Yes." Chang Xiaopeng nodded and said.

"Damn, that's interesting, you're going to ask me for help?" Yan Murong smiled. "Chang Xiaopeng, the relationship between the two of us doesn't seem to be very good, right? Even treating your leg is for Ning Kun's sake, it's better than if you say that if you ask me for help, I have to help you, right? ”

"Yes, we don't have a good relationship." Chang Xiaopeng was silent for a moment and said in a low voice. "Still, that was before, and now I just don't want you to still treat me as an enemy."

"I didn't see you as an enemy." Yan Murong waved his hand.

"If you can come to the appointment, I already know." Chang Xiaopeng said with a smile.

"Don't always think you're so smart, okay?" Yan Murong smiled. "I came here because Ning Kun said that you want to have a treat, and it just so happened that I hadn't settled for dinner yet, so I came, and finally by the way, I will see what the hell you are doing. Now, the meal is over, and I'm not going to help you, so I'm leaving. ”