I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

"Huh." Mo Yesi walked to her, took her by the hand, and smiled lightly on the corner of her lips, "Go."

"No, wait..."

Qiao Mianmian was led by him, and she felt that something was wrong: "But hasn't it been lined up with us yet? How could there be a private room for us?"

There were more than a hundred people outside.

No matter how fast, it will take an hour before they get their turn.

Mo Yesi certainly would not tell Qiao Mianmian that he gave 700,000 to buy a private room.

She knew that it was estimated that she would not eat this hot pot.

"I don't know." He raised his eyebrows and lied as usual. "I just asked the boss if there was any room in the private room. She said yes. Then the waiter arranged it."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

So simple?

When they walked to the private room, they had to go through the check-out place at the front desk. She looked up and saw that the hotpot restaurant owner was standing behind the cash register to settle the bill.

Qiao Mianmian glanced at the boss lady who was still there, and then looked up at the man beside him, and his heart suddenly became clear.

It is estimated that the boss lady looked good on him, so... an exception was given to a private room.

So, the husband is good, is there such a benefit?

You don't have to line up for hot pot!

Where did she know that the man next to her spent a full 700,000 yuan on this hot pot per capita in order to allow her to immediately eat the hot pot she missed?

The couple just thought that Mo Yesi had a pit in his head, and he firmly refused to let the people in the private room leave happily after getting the money.

Before leaving, he also praised Mo Yesi arrogantly, saying that he was a rare husband in a century.

*

When the waiter led Qiao Mianmian into the box, those people just packed up and walked out.

When he saw Mo Yesi holding a tall, fair-skinned young girl with a very beautiful face, several of the men suddenly understood why he was willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to eat a hot pot.

The wife is beautiful like a fairy, who doesn't want to hold it in hand and love it?

They don't have that condition.

If they are rich, and they marry a beautiful wife back, maybe they will do the same.

With money, smile for the Bomei people, what is it to spend some money.

As they passed by, several men said cheerfully to Qiao Mianmian: "This lady, your husband really loves you so badly. You must cherish this peerless husband, and wish you happiness."

After that, a few people walked past her with a smile and walked out of the box.

Qiao Mianmian black question mark face: "???

She asked Mo Yesi: "Do you know them?"

Mo Yesi's face did not change: "I don't know."

He was right, he did not know the group of people.

Qiao Mianmian: "...then they?"

"It may be the wrong person, don't worry about them."

"Oh."

*

Eating hot pot in the summer, Qiao Mianmian was sweating and sweating.

But I feel particularly enjoyable.

She put all the things she felt delicious in the Mo Yesi bowl: "You taste this, it's delicious."

"There is also this cuttlefish, which also tastes good."

"This spicy beef is so delicious, try it."

Mo Yesi silently looked at the vegetables she had caught in the bowl, hesitated, and slowly put them into her mouth.

He chewed expressionlessly twice before swallowing.