Chapter 229: Why don't you make a bet?
The castle was not originally called that, but after it was owned by Larson, he named it after his surname. Of course, the surname Capet is still quite well-known in France, and despite the absence of royalty, no one can deny that they are descendants of the royal family, and they cannot deny the noble identity and amazing ability of the Capet family.
The cake was quickly pushed up by the servant, and Yan Murong was envious in his heart, he had lived for twenty-seven years, and his birthday had passed several times, the problem was that he had never seen such a big cake - or rather, in the years that Yan Murong had followed the old man, he had almost forgotten what the cake looked like.
The five-tiered giant cake was pushed up by the maid, and Vincent, the protagonist of his birthday, also walked to the cake in front of everyone, but it was obvious that the expression on his face clearly showed that he didn't like this cake that Yan Murong envied very much.
For the nobleman's birthday, the cake was purely Lang fee, and after Vincent made a symbolic wish, he even saved the work of cutting the cake and handed it over directly to the servant. After Yan Murong got a piece of cake, he ran to a corner and began to feast, he was hungry.
When he arrived in France, it was already afternoon, although this kind of international flight provided lunch, but the kind of hamburger in a cardboard box that I don't know how long it had been put away couldn't eat enough, and after being hungry all afternoon, he was already hungry.
French cuisine and Chinese cuisine are known as the two most delicious foods in the world, and compared with the fast-food doctrine of the United States and the dying Western food of the United Kingdom, French cuisine is undoubtedly a double enjoyment for the spirit and taste buds. For Yan Murong, a foodie, he didn't enjoy a French meal for an afternoon, because Song Wanxin slept too hard, and he couldn't speak a word of French.
"The cake is delicious?" Mo Jiana didn't know when she came over, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, shaking it gently, looking at Yan Murong and asking.
"A cake that big must be expensive." Yan Murong's mouth was stuffed with a cake like a toad, and he said vaguely. "You see, these guys don't even eat the food on the table, not to mention the cake, it's too much to eat - you are proficient in Chinese culture, you should know the poem that Chinese food is hard work, right? I'm the one who can't afford to do anything, so I can only help them get rid of some - by the way, if you're all right, can you help me get over there and load a plate of grilled sausages? β
Mo Jiana swore that if she hadn't kept her ladylike image, she would snatch the plate containing the cake in Yan Murong's hand and slap him in the face.
Morgana is also one of these nobles, who grew up in enjoyment, and even his family has never enjoyed this kind of serving. Do you really want to give it to him for the first time?
"Won't you take it yourself?" Mo Jiana thought about it, but she still didn't plan to use her first time serving others on Yan Murong, and said. "When I was in the car just now, you seemed to say that I was lazy, and I was too lazy to even open the door by myself, and now the dining table is twenty meters in front of you, and you don't even want to walk twenty meters away, right?"
"I'm conserving energy." Yan Murong said while concentrating on eliminating the cake on the plate. "I'm going to have to do something very physically draining in a minute, so I'm going to have to keep my strength up now."
"What do you mean?" Mo Jiana looked at Yan Murong with some confusion.
"Human-beast war." Yan Murong stuffed the last piece of cake into her mouth, snatched the glass of red wine from Mo Jiana's eyes full of disgust, and rushed the food in her mouth into her stomach with the red wine, then wiped her mouth with her hand and said, "Do you think that when you made your fiancΓ© like that just now, will he settle accounts with you or me?" β
"It can't be, he can't do it." Morgana's face changed suddenly, and she said urgently. "Let's leave now."
"What's the hurry?" Yan Murong smiled indifferently, grabbed Mo Jiana, and pointed to the door. "See? There was no one at the door when we came in, and now those two in black suits are doing what they can think of, right? β
"Hmph, I'd like to see if they dare to stop me." Mojana snorted coldly.
"Even if they don't stop you, I won't be able to get out." Yan Murong smiled and said. "The two in the house are nothing, and the people outside are difficult to deal with - I was taught by my mother's biological father, and even if I put the red panties on the outside now, I can't become a superman. There are so many guns out there, I'm going to be beaten into honeycomb coal. β
"He's too much, I'll go find him," Mo Jiana's angry little face turned blue, and she turned around to look for Larsen, but she was stopped by Yan Murong.
"Let's stop acting, okay?" Yan Murong said with a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Mojana asked innocently.
"Don't you know what I'm talking about?" Yan Murong sighed helplessly. "You know better than I know who Larson is. The two of you should be the kind of childhood sweetheart friendship we Huaxia said - you know him, to put it mildly, when he pouts his ass, you must know what shit he is going to shit. Are you using me to provoke him to be so busy with me that he will forget about your marriage? β
"You're thinking too much." Mo Jiana said lightly, but when she met Yan Murong's eyes, a trace of emptiness flashed in her eyes.
"I hope I'm thinking too much." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile. "You know, I have a lot of enemies, and everybody wants my life, so I'm a little more wary - but how about we make a bet?"
"Bet? What to bet on? Morgana asked.
"Just bet if Larson will trouble me." Yan Murong's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at Mo Jiana, and said. "If he doesn't trouble me, even if you win, you can do whatever you want from me."
"And what if I lose?"
"You can do whatever I want."
"No, it's not fair to me." Morgana shook her head. The bet wasn't fair to her, she was a woman, and if she lost, what if the guy took the opportunity to offer to let him sleep with him for the night? You must know that his scandals are all in the newspapers in Huaxia.
"Just kidding." Yan Murong chuckled. "You lost, I want to know what you really think, how? - I'm here to be a shield, but at least I need to know what weapon I'm going to block for you, right? β
"That's it?" Mo Jiana looked at Yan Murong thoughtfully and asked.
"That's all." Yan Murong nodded. "How? To bet or not to bet? β
"Deal!"
PS: At least 4 more today, this weekend to next Friday will continue to break out.