Chapter 137

Su Yuyan chewed heavily, swallowed a large piece of chocolate biscuit, and put forward a hypothesis: "Could it be made by the people from the second room?"

"No, they don't have that courage." Nan Jinshen knew Mrs. Nan and the stern guys in the second room very well.

They are all timid and afraid of death, and their life is the most important thing. Even if they pay someone to assassinate them, they will not expose their own people to danger, so this should not be done by them.

Su Yuyan nodded and thought about it for a while, with a faint doubt in her eyes? Suddenly, a person's name flashed in her mind - could it be Kong Chaoyun, that poisonous woman?

However, it should not be possible. With their little capital, it is enough to hire two killers, and they will never spend so much money to hire such a large number of killers. Forget it, I don't want to. Su Yuyan took her husband and went to a restaurant in the city. Mu Beichen also drove after him. After all, he hadn't seen this nephew for a long time, and he still missed him a little.

Moreover, he also likes Jin Shen's newly married wife. Although she is not so beautiful, she has a straightforward personality. What can I say? .

At noon, they had an appointment with a restaurant in the city center. It was a century-old hot pot restaurant with retro decoration and high ratings. Su Yuyan liked spicy soup, while Nan Jinshen and Mu Beichen ate clear soup as usual.

Yuanyang hot pot and dishes of fresh side dishes were served together. When the bottom of the hot pot with red oil was completely boiled, Su Yuyan couldn't wait to eat it. She took a piece of tripe and put it in the hot pot. Ten seconds, then pick it up, dip it in the sauce, and eat it in one bite, the taste is fresh, spicy and satisfying.

Nan Jinshen was dressed in a black tailored suit and sat like a king. His short black hair set off his handsome facial features and strong, clear outlines.

He picked up the cloudy and tender tea that he usually likes to drink, took a sip, then picked up his chopsticks, picked up a shrimp, put it in a clear soup pot, boiled it, and then peeled it for his wife to eat.

Su Yuyan was burying her head and eating hard, when she suddenly found that she had a perfectly peeled prawn after another in her dishes.

"Wow, hubby, how did you know I like shrimp?" Su Yuyan raised her eyebrows lightly and asked curiously.

Nan Jinshen's face was still as cold as an iceberg, but she smiled proudly in her heart. He remembered that in grandpa's ward that day, he looked through all the information about this girl, the cold and arrogant expression that has remained unchanged for thousands of years has a touch of warmth, and he added: "I not only know that you like to eat shrimp, but also know that you like it. cat?"

"What? Nan Jinshen, you actually know me so well, have you asked someone to investigate me?" Su Yuyan's mouth couldn't close in shock. It turned out that when she wanted to get to know him, this guy had already checked all her old roots.

Nan Jin looked at this bulging little face so close at hand, and a smile filled her deep eyes.

His sharp eyes tightly locked the innocent eyes of the girl, and suggested: "I want to see whose girl is it? How dare you be so bold! How dare you tie—"

"Hey, husband, don't say, in front of my uncle, can you save me some face?" Su Yuyan didn't want to be misunderstood as a kidnapper, so she rushed over to cover the man's mouth, but she didn't stand still for a while , actually fell straight into his arms.

Nan Jinshen quickly stretched out his hand and dragged his wife onto his lap. Seeing his wife's gesture of throwing her arms around him, an indescribable sweetness surged in his heart. As a result, the corners of his lips raised a smile. deeper.

"Cough, hello, hello, hello! Nan Jinshen, Miss Su, can you both be considerate and considerate of the uncle's mood, the single dog has not eaten enough food, and ate a lot of dog food. You want to die sweetly. Me?" Mu Beichen was enraged, only jealousy and hatred in his eyes.

Nan Jinshen ignored him and just said lightly: "If you don't want to see it, go out. Anyway, no one invited you to dinner. You forced yourself to come here."

"you--"

If Mu Beichen was not recognized by Nan Jinshen's six relatives, he almost died of anger. The anger in his dark eyes was hard to hide, he clenched his chopsticks tightly, took a deep breath, and kept comforting himself in his heart, this is a nephew, a nephew, don't get angry, I'm not angry.