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Chapter 245 The eldest brother doesn’t like to talk, the eldest brother just wants to eat(2/2)

Hiss~~ Huang Cailang took a deep breath.

He turned around and looked at Yang Qiming, wondering, Brother Yang, was his grandfather so fierce back then?

It doesn't matter, just eat a few more bites.

So, Yang Qiming was in charge of chatting, and Huang Cailang took the opportunity to eat hard.

Huang Cailang was eating happily when his leg was suddenly patted under the table.

After he was interrupted, he looked up and saw that Yang Qiming's face looked strange.

The other party kept telling him to look at his phone with his eyes, so he opened it and took a look.

Yang: "Fuck, I ate at the wrong table."

Huang Cailang was confused, thinking to himself, wasn't Brother Yang just chatting happily with the old man?

He was typing anxiously with one hand under the table, and hurriedly picked up another piece of steamed pork with the other hand.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Yang: "Go out and talk, the wind is blowing hard."

On the table, the middle-aged man saw that the old man was almost done with his cigarettes and subconsciously reached for the lighter.

"Eh? Where's my lighter?"

"I guess it fell to the ground. I have it here." Another middle-aged man said, pulling out a cigarette, "Old man, I will light it for you."

Seeing that everyone at the table was focusing on the person who lit the cigarette, Yang Qiming stood up and Huang Cairang also stood up.

"Where is the toilet here?"

"Brother, it should be over there."

The two of them slipped away and walked out of the banquet hall.

In the deserted corridor, Huang Cailang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed.

"Brother, it was so thrilling just now."

Yang Qiming smiled slightly and said contemptuously.

"On the contrary."

Under Huang Cailang's confused gaze, Yang Qiming opened his clenched fists.

I saw his palm open, slowly revealing a plastic lighter!

"What the hell?"

Shocked, Huang Cairang looked back at the banquet and sighed.

"Brother, let's go."

"Let's go?" Yang Qiming glanced at his younger brother, "Are you full?"

"No."

"That's alright, let's go and have dinner with me."

"But we are not just."

"Of course it's the other side. Why don't you eat if you gave me money?" Yang Qiming snapped his fingers. In fact, he wasn't full either.

"Let's go, let's eat somewhere else."

At the wedding banquet, Zeng You suddenly put down his chopsticks and patted his face.

Bang bang bang.

This abstract move caught Wu Jungu's attention. He turned to look at him doubtfully and asked.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, I really can't stay up late." Zeng You shook his head, "I just heard the voices of Yang Qiming and Huang Cairang, and I have already begun to hallucinate."

Wu Jun was speechless and looked around.

"It's possible that they really came, but we just didn't see them."

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Zeng You stood up and left his seat and said, "Halfway through the banquet, they must still be there, they should be near us."

Wu Jungu thought this was a bit neurotic, but when he thought of Zeng You, he thought it was very reasonable.

"Then go ahead."

After a while, Zeng You came back sweating profusely. When he sat down, his face turned pale.

"No, I didn't even see anyone from our school, but..."

"Uh, maybe it's an auditory hallucination." Wu Jungu didn't care much and continued to eat calmly.

"I'm done, I'm about to die." Zeng You swallowed and sighed, "I don't have any inheritance, so I'll give you those two large power banks."

Wu Jungu: "."

He is a person with a gentle personality. He doesn't know how to comfort others. He struggled for a long time before he could say something.

"That's it for now, let's eat first."

Huang Cailang followed Yang Qiming, listened to his name and prepared to score twice.

I actually got in successfully.

The waiter led the way attentively and turned around.

"Those tables are full, but there is a table over there that is less crowded."

"Okay, thank you." Yang Qiming said.

"You're welcome."

Huang Cailang followed behind with his head down, and couldn't help but silently give Yang Qiming a thumbs up. He thought to himself that Brother Yang is indeed a person who has seen big scenes, and he always handles things calmly.

"This way, we're here," the waiter said.

Yang Qiming was still smiling and was about to say thank you.
Chapter completed!
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