Chapter 144: Discussion in the Tea House

In the Tianxiang Tea House on the radio road, soothing music is playing, and there are people sitting at every table, either drinking morning tea, reading newspapers, or sorting out the texts.

"Holy! Guan Moyu, this guy is too powerful, right? On a seat in the eastern corner, a young man in his thirties dressed as a white-collar worker shouted loudly.

In an instant, everyone present frowned, and looked at the voice unhappily, but after hearing that it was talking about Guan Moyu, they all withdrew their eyes, but their ears were pricked up.

During this time, Guan Moyu represents entertainment, only when you hear the name Guan Moyu, no matter whether the news is true or not, you can be happy, which is the common knowledge of many citizens in Hong Kong.

"Be quiet." Next to the young man, a maturely dressed and well-looking young woman glared at her companion fiercely, and then got up and said with a smile: "I'm sorry to disturb you, please forgive me." ”

"It's fine."

Seeing that people have risen up to apologize, many people will no longer be angry, even if they are still unhappy, and they either nod their heads or open their mouths to express understanding.

"Whew--" With a sigh, the young woman sat down gently, and the tension on her face slowly dissipated, but she still couldn't help but glare at her companion fiercely.

This Tianxiang tea house is famous for its elegant and comfortable environment, quiet atmosphere, people who come here want to have a morning tea in the morning, hide quietly, the most taboo shouting loudly, if the store is attracted to come, whether you can come in in the future is two words.

Looking at the young woman's angry expression, the young man didn't dare to continue shouting loudly, but he still couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Guan Moyu, that guy is really a **, big**." ”

Although the sound is small, the teahouse is quiet, only the sound of soothing music, as long as you listen carefully, you can still hear clearly.

There was also a man and a woman sitting at a table not far from the young man, although they were wearing big sunglasses that covered most of their faces, but they still couldn't hide their unique temperament and beauty, but it looked a little weird to drink morning tea and wear sunglasses.

However, this place is close to the TV station, and there are often celebrities who come here to drink morning tea, and even if you can come here to consume even if you chase stars, Su zhì is not bad, but I will not be held accountable for autographing, which disturbs this quiet, so no one cares.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, the woman holding the milk tea couldn't help frowning, and looked sideways with some unhappiness.

"Okay, with your mouth open on other people's faces, you can say whatever you like, why care." Looking at the woman looking sideways, the companion shook his head and whispered persuasion.

Whether it is the two of them, there are also many women here who are fans of Guan Moyu, and when they heard the young man's words, they couldn't help but glare at him fiercely, if it wasn't for the wrong place, they would definitely teach him a lesson, so that he could know how much it cost to dare to insult an idol.

"Get out! Where did my family Mo Yu offend you again? The young woman also asked with some unhappiness.

The young man pursed his lips, looked unhappy, and said: "You are my wife, and you are your Mo Yu when you open your mouth, so what am I?" Didn't that guy offend me? ”

"Huh?" The young woman was stunned, then glared at the young man with disgust, and asked a little angrily: "You just scolded my family Mo Yu for this?" ”

“”

The others were stunned when they heard it, and then, the women stared at them with disgust, but the men looked at the young people with sympathy, but when they knew the 'original situation', everyone was not very angry.

Looking at his wife, whose eyes narrowed after finishing speaking, exuding a trace of murderous aura all over his body, the young man couldn't help but secretly wail, if he hadn't slept in the same bed at night, he would have thought that the woman in front of him was Guan Moyu's bastard's wife, not his wife.

Sighing again, the young man handed the newspaper in his hand to his murderous wife, and explained: "I don't blame me, anyone who reads the newspaper will definitely be like me." ”

"Oh?" Took the newspaper in surprise, the young woman didn't pay attention to her jealous man, and looked down at the newspaper, obviously, in her heart, the latter is more important between her husband and Guan Moyu.

"I'll go!" Looking at his wife who was looking down and concentrating on reading the newspaper, the young man's face was speechless and tears flowed first, and the whole person exuded a strong murderous aura, resentment, and anger, and the target was Guan Moyu.

"Ahh

"Haha, it's worthy of my family's Mo Yu, it's amazing, haha" The young woman laughed excitedly, completely ignoring the curious and angry gaze around her.

Seeing his wife's excited appearance, the young man looked aggrieved, pulled his wife's sleeve with infinite resentment, and said in a low voice: "Be quiet, it's noisy to others." ”

Hearing this, the young woman no longer had the smile on her face when she apologized before, and directly swept around angrily, and said coldly: "Hmph! I'm happy, that unhappy stood up, and compared with the old lady. ”

“”

Looking at the furious young woman, everyone present was speechless, and most of them looked at the young man with pity.

However, among the crowd, there were also many young girls who looked at the young woman with adoring eyes, like a soldier seeing a leader.

Feeling the light of pity around him, the young man lay directly on the seat, facing Jiangdong's father and elder without a face, is this thing in front of him really his wife? How does he feel more like Guan Moyu's bastard wife.

"You're so charismatic." Not far away, a woman who was still a little unhappy before smiled and joked at her companion.

Guan Moyu: ""

Excitedly retreated, thinking of her previous style, the young woman couldn't help blushing slightly, and quickly sat down, and continued to look down at the newspaper.

However, after these two interruptions, the curiosity of those present was also aroused.

In the crowd, a young man about twenty years old opened his mouth to the young man and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with Guan Moyu's goods?" Is it worth your big ** evaluation for him? ”

"Brush--" In an instant, no less than half of the women in the teahouse, including the young woman, including the young female companion who opened the question, all gave him a look full of murderous intent.

Raising his head, the young man's eyes were moist, it was so fucking not easy, after looking for more than half a year, he finally found a guy who was as unlucky as himself, he was so fucking happy, he had to celebrate when he went back at night.

Excited in his heart, on the surface, the young man also got up excitedly and said: "Brother, don't you know, just now the front page headline of Ming Pao reported Guan Moyu's bastard, the title is "Sixteen-year-old billionaire". ”

"Holy! What a a**! ”