Chapter 200: 'You called me so affectionately, I'm

customers who upgrade their consumption a little bit This is discrimination! What's your employee number I want to complain about you!"The manager rolled his eyes, completely ignoring her, and instead..."Are you not feeling well" Luo Ningxi asked in surprise.

When she first heard this, she had never paid attention to it before.

It makes sense though, Li Bochen is a "duck king", he definitely drank with rich women before, and his nightlife was very rich. With this kind of day-and-night reversed lifestyle, it's easy to get stomach problems.

She lowered her voice awkwardly, "If your stomach doesn't feel well, we can just find somewhere else to eat"

"It's alright."

"You don't have to force yourself, I know there's a porridge shop nearby, it's very good for your stomach."

Li Bochen patted Luo Ningxi's hand reassuringly, then calmly swept his gaze towards Nan Hanchuan, as if displeased by his words, "Thanks for your concern, Nan Shao. Are you worried about me or should you spend more time with your new lover"

Nan Hanchuan was choked, but instead of being angry, he gave a wry smile and said, "It's true, to die under the peony flower is glorious even in death."

Li Bochen glared fiercely at Nan Hanchuan. Was this fellow mocking him

"South Shao, Mr. Li seems unfamiliar, haven't you played together much before" Jiang Enn asked for the first time seeing someone speak to Nan Hanchuan like this, her voice soft, her eyes constantly glancing at Luo Ningxi.

If her memory served her right, this woman was the one who played the piano and stole the show at the banquet hall last time.

Later, a wave of enthusiasm to promote her debut arose within the entertainment company, but for some reason, it was suppressed by Nan Hanchuan.

"No way, not everyone enjoys showing off," Nan Hanchuan said meaningfully.

Mo Yao was originally invited by Nan Hanchuan to join the card game. Seeing the big boss and his wife, he instinctively extended an invitation, "Mr. Li, Miss Luo, it's rare to meet you both. Why don't we have a game together"

To be able to sit at the same table as Mo Yao would be a great honor, Luo Ningxi was about to agree, but Li Bochen resolutely refused, "Sorry, I plan to have a world of two with my wife, so I won't give Mr. Mo any trouble."

Mo Yao's face suddenly wore a few points of regret, leaving Luo Ningxi completely baffled.

But since Li Bochen had already politely declined, she could only follow along and say, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Mo. I'll treat everyone tonight, let's eat and drink well."

Li Bochen led Luo Ningxi to the reserved private room. The second-floor, window-side room had a large patch of flowers planted downstairs. When they opened the window, the faint floral scent from downstairs wafted in, almost neutralizing the spiciness of the hot pot broth.

Nan Hanchuan looked in the direction of the two people leaving, smiling ambiguously at Mo Yao, "See, we just showed him some concern, and he thinks we're bothering him"

Mo Yao clenched his fist lightly, pressed it to his mouth and coughed softly, masking his embarrassment as he said, "I'll make a phone call and have Dr. Gu prepare some stomach medicine."

"That fellow knows his limits, one hot pot won't kill him," Nan Hanchuan waved his hand.

Mo Yao felt ashamed, "Well, we'll have to ask this hotpot restaurant to process the ingredients specially."

Last time Mr. Li went to dinner with his wife, he ended up having a recurrence of his stomach ailment. This is no small matter.

"Nan Shao, it seems that Mo Zong is quite familiar with Mr. Li" Jiang En'en accompanied Nan Hanchuan to the second-floor private room, asking suspiciously as they walked.

Nan Hanchuan was practicing Tai Chi. "Not bad, we're all closer to Xiaoxixi."

"Little Xi Xi~ You called so intimately, people are going to be jealous." Jiang En En coquettishly pouted her lips, a slight smile playing on her rosy lips.

Nán Hánchuān was nonchalant, “She is different from you.”

"Her piano video went viral online. I heard from the company's artist director that they were planning to recruit her, but you personally vetoed the proposal" Jiang En'en probed, sensing a difference in Nan Hanchuan's attitude towards them.

Clearly, Mengmeng from the small gate of Loningxi couldn't possibly hold her head high.

Nan Hanchuan's voice was languid as he strolled to the door of the room. He stretched out his long arm, pushed the door open, and walked in.

"She looked down on that mixed-up place of fame and fortune."

With that tone, as if this quagmire would pollute Lonning Creek, Jiang En'en rolled her eyes and felt secretly displeased.

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Inside the room, Luo Ningxi and Li Bochen sat close together. Their coats and crossbody bags were taken off and placed on designated hooks.

The waiter came over with the tablet for ordering, bowing respectfully.

Luo Ningxi felt that she was a very irresponsible wife and guiltily glanced at Li Bochen.

The waiter asked, "What kind of soup base would you like"red at Li Botong, her eyes conveying: Are you going to stay here and be gawked at like a panda in captivityLi Bocen also responded with his eyes: Just play around, see if there's a chance to teach the...