Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 793
Now [-] of them have been washed, and another [-] will cover their consumption.

She hoped that Gong Beijue could come slowly.

Just as Fei Chuyan was about to squat down and continue washing the dishes, there was a commotion outside, and the door was kicked open with a bang.

Fei Chuyan was startled and turned his head to look.

I saw Gong Beijue, who was wearing a black windbreaker, standing at the door and staring at her with his phoenix eyes full of haze, his face was ugly, and his body exuded a fierce aura.

Fei Chuyan was so frightened that he couldn't help taking a few steps back, hiding his foamy hands behind his back and smiling at him.

"Gong Beijue."

Gong Beijue strode over suddenly, and pulled the hand that was hidden behind her back to her before she could react. The tentacles were cold, and he looked at the foam in her hand with dark eyes.

Fei Chuyan tried not to let the foam rub against his clothes, he waved his hands and said, "Gong Beijue, let me go first, my hands are full of foam, I'll get you clothes later..."

"Fei Chuyan, who told you to wash the dishes?!" Gong Beijue interrupted her and roared angrily.

The act of her running over to wash the dishes seemed to slap him hard.

He, Gong Beijue, was so incompetent that he needed a woman to cover the expenses by washing dishes.

"I..." Fei Chuyan was taken aback by his roar, "I just saw that you didn't come back. The manager said that as long as I wash a hundred dishes, it can offset our today's expenses. I want to save some money, so I went ...Gong Beijue, I have already washed [-] of them, as long as I wash [-] more, I can offset the fee..."

Gong Beijue suddenly bent down, picked up the stacked plates and smashed them on the ground.

"Snapped--"

The plate was smashed and shattered, making a crisp sound.

"Gong Beijue, what are you doing?!" Fei Chuyan looked at him incredulously, and shouted angrily, "Those are all the dishes I worked so hard to clean!"

"Fei Chuyan, you are the one whom I, Gong Beijue, use my life to pamper, I don't need you to do this!" Gong Beijue grabbed her arm and pulled her out, "Let's go."

Fei Chuyan was dragged to the restaurant by him, and there were only a few diners sitting in the restaurant at this time.

"Gong Beijue."

"Master Gong."

The general manager walked towards him and stretched out his hand to comfort him, "Everyone, please have a meal at ease. Can Master Gong come here with me, and don't disturb the guests for dinner."

Gong Beijue sneered, stepped forward and grabbed his collar and pressed him on the table.

"Do you have the qualifications to order me?"

"Gong Beijue, let go quickly."

Fei Chuyan looked sideways at the guest and stepped forward to grab Gong Beijue's arm.

The general manager was lying on the table in embarrassment, and his face had changed.

"Young Master Gong is not good to be violent. I wanted to help you, but she washed a hundred dishes to cover your expenses. Now you smashed the dishes, I roughly calculated the next dish fifty, fifty dishes Two thousand and five, you have to pay three thousand and five, Young Master Gong."

"Three thousand and five?"

Gong Beijue reached into his side pocket and took out a stack of red money, and threw them all into the air under the watchful eyes of the general manager.

The red banknotes floated down slowly and landed on the ground.

Gong Beijue took Fei Chuyan's arm and strode out of the restaurant.

I don't know when it started to snow outside, and the snowflakes were flying all over the sky.

"Gong Beijue."

Fei Chuyan couldn't keep up with him.

Gong Beijue stopped abruptly, turned around and stared at her, snowflakes fell on his short black hair.

Fei Chuyan was suddenly dazzled by the blowing snowflakes, rubbed his eyes and put the clothes and hat on his head.

"Gong Beijue, let's go back, it's so cold outside."

(End of this chapter)