hsntnovel Chapter 591: Lao Wang, Interlude
Chapter 591: Lao Wang, Interlude
Lin Mo's expression changed slightly, and he was about to say something.
There was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Lin Mo and Miss Qing'er looked towards the door at the same time.
"Sorry." Miss Qing'er smiled apologetically.
When she stood up, she brought with her a gust of alluring fragrance.
But between her brows, a hint of fierce murderous intent flashed, and she cursed in her heart: "Who on earth is this blind bastard who dares to ruin the time I spend alone with the Buddha!"
She walked to the door with lotus steps, but did not rush to open it. Instead, she raised her voice and asked, "Who is it?"
"Miss Qing'er, it's me, Zeng Fuyuan!"
A man's voice came from outside the door.
When Lin Mo heard the name, he was slightly stunned.
Isn’t this Zeng Fuyuan the young master of Fuyuanju, a famous restaurant in Kyoto City?
There was a barely perceptible glimmer of strangeness in Miss Qing'er's eyes, and then she reached out and opened the door.
I saw a young man standing outside the door.
She was dressed in splendid clothes, with a priceless jade hanging around her waist and a folding fan gently waving in her hand.
He looks like a handsome and elegant young man in this corrupt world.
"Miss Qing'er."
As soon as Zeng Fuyuan saw Qing'er, his face immediately broke into smiles.
There was a hint of malicious flattery in that smile.
"I'm here to eat your... no, your tofu again."
As he said this, he deliberately winked at Qing'er.
"It turns out to be Master Zeng!"
"Miss Qing'er, I waited and waited, but you didn't come to set up the stall. I was really worried, so I came to see if there was anything that delayed you."
Miss Qing'er responded with a fake smile: "My mother went to buy soybeans. We are closed for a day today and forgot to post the notice."
"Do you know that you didn't set up your stall today? There were so many people on the street waiting eagerly for you to come!"
Zeng Fuyuan said with a smile.
At this moment, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of Lin Mo's figure in the pavilion.
After taking a closer look and realizing it was a man, his face instantly darkened.
"Miss Qing'er, that person is..."
Zeng Fuyuan pointed at Lin Mo, with a questioning tone in his voice.
Before Miss Qing'er could speak, Lin Mo strode over with a half-smile on his face and said, "I'm her neighbor."
"Oh, what's your last name?"
Zeng Fuyuan glanced at Lin Mo with a bit of contempt.
He looked Lin Mo up and down, his eyes full of scrutiny.
"No need to mention my last name is Wang, everyone calls me Old Wang next door."
Lin Mo responded casually with a smile.
"You don't look old, why should I call you Lao Wang next door?"
Zeng Fuyuan frowned, his face full of suspicion.
Who would have thought that the next moment, Lin Mo would reply: "It's none of your business?"
His tone was full of disdain.
"you?!"
Zeng Fuyuan never expected that Lin Mo would speak to him like this, and he became so angry that his face turned purple.
Pointing at Lin Mo, he trembled and angrily scolded, "How can you speak so vulgarly in front of such a beautiful woman? It's simply a disgrace to society!"
"What does it have to do with me?"
Lin Mo didn't care and continued to ask back.
“He really has a lot of personality!”
The eyes of Qing'er girl standing by suddenly lit up, and peach blossoms appeared in her eyes.
All the men she had met before, in front of her, pretended to be gentle and polite, as if they were wearing a mask.
She had never seen a man speak so brazenly and directly in front of her.
"'None of your business' and 'None of my business' may sound a little crude, but the logic is sound."
Miss Qing'er looked at Lin Mo, and her favorability towards him rose to a new level like a tide.
I secretly thought that the Buddha's disciple was indeed not an ordinary person, even his words were so interesting.
However, Zeng Fuyuan was furious at Lin Mo's words.
Unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer, he raised his fist and punched Lin Mo hard in the face.
He had learned some Kung Fu at a martial arts school in Xinjiekou, and he was also proud of his skills.
Seeing that Lin Mo looked weak, he wanted to teach him a lesson.
However, Lin Mo just slightly turned sideways and easily dodged the punch.
Then, he was quick to step forward and tripped her.
Zeng Fuyuan was caught off guard and fell straight out, ending up in a dog-eat-shit situation.
His chin hit the ground hard, and he screamed in pain.
He lay on the ground, his nose crooked and his face red with anger.
Worried about losing face in front of Miss Qing'er, Zeng Fuyuan quickly got up from the ground, pointed at Lin Mo and cursed: "You bastard, you..."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish his words, Lin Mo slapped him hard in the face.
The slap was so powerful that it made his head buzz.
He staggered and almost fell to the ground again.
When he was dizzy and hadn't recovered yet, Lin Mo reached out to support him and asked softly, "What's wrong? Do you want to keep yelling at me?"
As he spoke, he flashed the Secret Service ID badge on his waist.
When Zeng Fuyuan saw the token, his whole body was shocked.
It was like being poured over my head with a basin of cold water. My anger was instantly extinguished and cold sweat started to flow down my face.
Others may not know what the Secret Service is.
But as the young master of Fuyuanju, he was influenced by it every day and naturally knew that it was an existence that he could not afford to offend.
After all, he has traveled all over the country and many people have eaten at his house, so he is naturally more informed than the average person.
If you don't have any backing and you mess with someone inside, you won't have a good life in the future, and maybe even your family business will be affected.
"My dear... no, my dear brother, I am sorry for being rude."
Zeng Fuyuan forced a smile that was uglier than crying and bowed to Lin Mo.
"I don't like false courtesy, go away."
Lin Mo waved his hand, as if to shoo away a nasty fly, not wanting to waste any more time talking to him.
Even though he was so disrespectful, Zeng Fuyuan still had a smile on his face, nodded and said, "Then I will take my leave first."
After saying this, he did not forget to say goodbye to Miss Qing'er, then turned around and left with a gloomy face.
"What a good lickspittle!"
Lin Mo shook his head and laughed secretly in his heart.
After this episode, he had even less interest in staying here.
After bowing to Miss Qing'er, he slowly returned to the small courtyard next door.
Looking at Lin Mo's departing back, a strange light flashed in Qing'er's eyes, and then she gently closed the door.
After returning home, Lin Mo sat at the table, and the words that Miss Qing'er had reminded him of before kept emerging in his mind.
He muttered to himself, "It seems that she should be the one who helped Zhong Ling and the others, but...from what she said, could something happen tonight?"
Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he instantly thought of the lama in dove-clothed robes.
"It's fine if you don't come tonight, but if you do come, I will definitely do my best to be a good host."
With a sneer, a hint of fierce murderous intent flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.