Sweet pet 99 times: Black-bellied school grass, too strong!

Chapter 32 Is he the young master?
"What did you say?" Nan Gongchen turned her sideways cheek towards him, narrowed her charming and deep black eyes slightly, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Are you blaming me again? Why do I feel jealous of you?" The smell is so strong?"

"No." Seeing him asking this, her face blushed again. Was her intention so obvious?
Nangong Chen smiled indifferently, didn't speak, but hugged her waist tightly.

It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, there will be opportunities in the future.

"Your coffee, this is a kind of coffee I specially selected for you. I hope you like it." The waiter came over with the coffee, and said with a respectful accent and admiring eyes on Nangong Chen's handsome face.

When she saw Mu Zixi in Nangongchen's arms, a trace of jealousy and disgust appeared on her soft face.

And Mu Zixi glared at him, only to see the waiter proudly said: "I'm sorry, miss, please pay attention to your image."

But Mu Zixi stared at her with wide eyes, and then looked at Nangong Chen with doubts, and said in confusion: "I don't know that people in this store still care about the image of customers, as if I didn't do anything, right?" ?”

Nangong Chen just had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his broad hand to caress her soft hair like a waterfall.

The waiter smiled awkwardly, and said again: "Miss, you are sitting in your friend's arms now—"

"Oh?! Is there a problem?" He looked at Nangong Chen with puzzled eyes.

Nangong Chen saw a trace of cunning in Mu Zixi's eyes, smiled knowingly, and said cooperatively: "No problem."

"Look, he said it's all right!"

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more embarrassing, the waiter wanted to leave, "I'm sorry—'"

As soon as he said something, he was interrupted by Nangong Chen. "Call the manager over here."

The waiter knew what he wanted the manager to do, so he was not afraid at all. "good."

Soon the manager came along with the waiter.

"Hello, what's going on?" the manager asked sarcastically.

Nangong Chen raised his head slightly, squinted his charming and deep black eyes, and glanced at the manager. He didn't speak, but just let out his powerful aura.

There seemed to be a strong sense of oppression in the air, which made the manager a little bit unsteady, and asked again, "May I ask what's the matter?"

"You don't know if you ask the waiter behind you." This time, it was not Nangong Chen who spoke, but Mu Zixi, who had been nestled in Nangong Chen's arms, spoke.

Hearing this, the manager dressed up in a suit and turned around to scold the waiter angrily.

"You girl, how do you do things? Didn't you ask you to learn from other employees? You—" halfway through the words, Nangong Chen's cold voice interrupted.

"Shut up, you two pack up your things now, you are not needed here now."

When the manager heard this, his expression was disbelieving, and his originally respectful face instantly changed into a different person.

"You brat, aren't you just a rich second generation? Do you know who our top boss is? I sue—"

"Wang Lei!! Shut up." At this time, the general manager Zhang Zhiguan came.

Seeing Nangong Chen's gloomy face, his own face instantly became extremely ugly. He pulled Wang Lei away, bent down to Nangong Chen, and respectfully said, "I'm sorry."

Seeing his general manager coming, Wang Lei immediately complained, "General manager, this brat is so unreasonable, you actually asked me—"

"Shut up, don't apologize to Young Master Chen!" Zhang Zhiguan turned around and shook Wang Lei's jaw, roaring angrily.

"What? He is Master Chen?"

(End of this chapter)