Chapter 11 is a far cry from treatment
"Master, the food in the kitchen is ready, are you eating now?" The housekeeper asked Bai Yuanshan, who was reading the newspaper.
Bai Yuanshan glanced at his father Bai Zhe, the meaning was obvious, it was all up to him.
Bai Zhe is fifty-seven years old, he does not look old at all, his eyes are bright, he is very well maintained, he is a handful of years, and he looks like he is only thirty or forty years old.
"Don't worry, wait for Sakura to come back, and I'm having dinner."
"Yes."
The night begins, enveloping everything in the high night sky, and the fluorescent crescent moon hangs high in it.
Bai Shiying drove the car rampant on the road, the speed was fast, and she didn't know how many red lights she had run, and finally arrived at the door of her house.
I saw that the door of a luxury villa was open, and I was not afraid of someone stealing it, because there were all kinds of institutions inside, and if it was not someone from the Bai family, there might be no return, and he would die miserably.
Entering the gate of the Bai family, which outsiders dream of, and driving the car to the underground parking lot, the parking lot of a large football field, people can't help but envy and marvel.
To have money is to be capricious, and if you don't have money, you can only accept your fate.
As soon as Bai Shiying stepped into the door, Bai Zhe, who was sharp-eyed, found her, "Sakura-chan is back!" Butler, it's time to eat, don't starve my good granddaughter. ”
Bai Zhe sat on the main seat, and Bai Shiying sat opposite 108,000 miles, glaring at his son, "You said you, you have a lot of money, and you have nowhere to spend, right?" Why did you buy such a long table! I can't even sit with my baby granddaughter to increase my relationship. ”
Bai Yuanshan pitifully became cannon fodder, the corners of his mouth twitched, this table is what you have always taken a fancy to, is it good to buy it on purpose? I feel domineering and stylish, which can show your noble character.
Because he was his son, Bai Shanyuan ignored him and pretended not to hear.
Bai Shiying knew the inside of the table, she couldn't cry or laugh, she took the initiative to sit down next to the old man, and coaxed like a child, "Grandpa, don't be angry, I'll sit down, don't you." ”
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Bai Zhe smiled and sandwiched a chicken leg for Bai Shiying, "Sakura, look at you, you have lost weight, come, eat a chicken leg to make up for it." ”
Bai Shiying stared at the chicken leg in the bowl, regarded it as poison, and galloped by ten thousand grass and mud horses in her heart, I finally lost a few pounds of meat and lost weight, and today I completely lost to him, and I picked up the chicken leg and started to gnaw it.
Under Bai Shiying's gnawing on chicken legs, a hill was successfully piled up in her bowl, and for the peace of mind of an old man, she slowly eliminated the vegetables in the bowl with a bitter face.
Relatively speaking, Bai Shiying is already very happy, but on Shen Mohua's side, the treatment is far from the same.
"It's time to eat."
Hearing the start of the meal, He Gesheng and Xiang Jun raised their heads from the game and quickly slipped to the table.
Shen Mohua looked not in a hurry, and went to eat slowly with his notebook.
He Gesheng and Xiang Jun saw the various flavors of instant noodles on the small wooden table where they were eating, and their little hearts seemed to be swept by a tornado, broken into pieces and rolled into slag.
How is it instant noodles again, how many times have I eaten instant noodles this month.
Zhang Zhong saw the two of them, and the disgust in his eyes was capitalized, and he threw a roll of eyes at the two of them, if you like to eat or not, if you don't eat it, it's best if Lao Shen doesn't eat it, so I will fight four bowls by myself.
With this heartless mentality, Zhang Zhong began to eat a bowl of noodles, leaving He Gesheng and Xiang Jun, who were on the side, stunned and motionless.
Shen Mohua held the notebook, first saw the two statues, and one was eating a good meal, and finally his eyes were locked on the instant noodles on the table.
Shen Mohua nodded knowingly, no wonder? The two eldest young masters have not lived the life of a poor person, and they are stumped by a meal of instant noodles.
Can't you just learn from me?
As the saying goes, only when you eat hard can you become a superior person.
Zhang Zhong glanced up rarely, eating Shen Mohua, who was staring at the laptop.
He Gesheng and Xiang Jun saw that their leading figures were eating instant noodles, and they joined the noodle-eating queue regardless of the thoughts in their hearts.
Ay! Could someone save them and treat their stomachs well?