I went to a small restaurant purposefully.

It's a restaurant and a restaurant.

Although the dishes that came up were not as good as those in the palace, the taste was also one of the most delicious Han Yi had ever tasted.

"This is the Intelligence Trading Post."

During the meal, Peng Chi secretly leaned into Han Yi's ear and told her.

"What for?" Han Yi was not interested, and out of politeness, he still asked.

"Look at it." Peng Chi smiled evilly, he was already a veteran in this area.

He dipped his chopsticks in a little vinegar and wrote his questions on the paper that came with each table.

"What is the name of the counselor next to Master Peng, table 21."

Crumpled into the size of a copper coin, and then pressed a few pieces of broken silver: "Little Er, come to the altar wine." ”

After a while, the answer came with the jar of wine: Han.

Han Yi applauded, it turned out that this kind of place was close to him, but he never found it.

"How?"

"Not bad."

Han Yi's mouth was full of vegetables, and he couldn't spit out more comments for a while.

When these dishes were swallowed, Han Yi followed suit, picked up chopsticks and dipped them in vinegar and asked questions.

"Is Peng Chi a broken sleeve? Table 21. ”

"Wine, wine, wine!"

Not long after, when Han Yi was eating melon seeds, a jar of wine came.

The answer above reads: No, Peng Chi is shallow.

Han Yi looked up at the front desk, just facing Qian Qian, she looked at Peng Chi curiously, Peng Chi said that this restaurant was opened in the name of Jinyiwei, and the largest investment was Qian Qian, the daughter of the Qian family.

Han Yi smiled awkwardly, and suddenly felt that rice was better than gossip.

Because of the loss in the second half, Han Yi's eating speed slowed down suddenly, and Peng Chi couldn't wait, so he drank two sips of wine and left.

Qian Qianmu sent Peng Chi away, and she didn't walk towards Han Yi until she couldn't see his back anymore.

Han Yi was immersed in eating, and was suddenly pressed into the bowl coldly.

At this time, the restaurant was particularly noisy and loud, and few people found Han Yi who was bullied.

After a while, Qian Qian let go, and Han Yi looked at Qian Qian's eyes viciously.

Qian Qian didn't take her seriously at all.

"I am the daughter of the Qian Mansion, rich and powerful, and your father is just a small general, now lying in bed and not knowing whether he is alive or dead, what are you going to fight with me?"

Han Yi's most suitable thing is green tea than green tea, but now that Peng Chi is gone, there is no need to pretend again.

"Smack-" A hard slap directly knelt Qian Qianfan.

The scene was instantly quiet, and everyone stopped to watch the excitement.

"You dare to hit me!"

Han Yi took advantage of Qian's shallow hair and messy hair, and before she could stand up, she took the opportunity to kick her again.

"Why, I don't accept you to bite me."

Qian Qian...... is not a good stubble, he pulled Han Yi's hand and ripped her off.

"What are you, my mother fought with you."

In terms of fighting, Qian Qian is still too young, what hasn't Han Yi seen before? When she met a black fan who wanted to rape her, she kicked and sterilized someone.

"Ahhh

"You shrew!" Qian Qian was not a calm person, so he immediately went to remove Han Yi's hair.

In the case of the same size of the two, no one has the upper hand, after all, Qian Qian is also a troublemaker, and he has never fought less.

Suddenly, Han Yi saw the wine on the table.

Han Yi is good everywhere, but the amount of alcohol is not good, and he was almost caught by the director's unspoken rules because he was drunk.