Jun Mohan looked ahead, his eyes dark, a little disgusted with the snack in her mouth.

Seeing that he had a cold face and said nothing, Wen Wen was at a loss, "Okay, uncle, what do you want to eat? I will sacrifice my life to accompany you."

Jun Mohan then said: "Follow me."

After taking a taxi, the couple arrived at a super grand steakhouse. Looking at the words "Sunshine Coast Steakhouse Western Restaurant", Wenxin stopped in their tracks.

He has saved tens of thousands and actually wants to eat here?

What are you doing?

Jun Mohan walked over first and said, "Let's have steak tonight, that's enough."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xin hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeves with four fingers. He kept his steps steady and said cautiously: "Uncle, how about we switch to another company."

"Any one will do, but not this one."

Wen Wen naturally knows this restaurant. It is the most luxurious steakhouse in Nancheng and even the Imperial Capital. It is also owned by the Jun family.

The people who come here to eat are either rich or expensive, but she has never been here before, and she has never even tasted the taste of steak.

However, she heard that a colleague from a KTV came once and lost everything after a meal, including the money for his underwear. At that time, everyone teased him about how much he had spent.

He said it was more than 10,000 yuan. It cost more than 10,000 yuan for just one meal for five people. Xiao Han even laughed at that time that the water in it was made of dew.

"If I don't change, this is the one."

Jun Mo coldly dismissed her and stepped in. Because his appearance was disguised, no one inside recognized his identity.

Like a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, Wen Xin followed him timidly and sat down.

Not to mention this kind of store, the sofas are all made of genuine leather and are so comfortable to sit on.

"Hello, what would you like to eat?"

The waiter handed them the menu.

Wen Xin took one look and almost vomited blood. A steak was four thousand, and an ice cream was several hundred.

Jun Mohan looked at her twitching eyebrows, then handed the menu to the waiter, ordered many portions, and said warmly, "Enough, enough, I can't eat it."

As soon as the waiter left, Wen Xin whispered: "You are crazy. If this continues, 20,000 yuan will be gone."

"It's okay, I don't come often, just once in a while."

Wen Wen almost vomited blood.

"You can't save money to buy a car."

He raised his eyebrows and didn't bother to smile: "Of course I have to buy a car and have food to eat. When the time comes, I will take out a loan to buy it."

Warmth: "..."

Three dishes, half a bucket of rice, a bowl of soup, two steaks and an ice cream were served. She licked her lips. Although these things are expensive, I have to say that they are all delicious and delicious. She was satisfied just by looking at them. It is indeed the best Western restaurant.

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"Eat it!"

Following Jun Mohan's instructions, Wenxin hurriedly picked up the chopsticks. From being cautious at the beginning to feasting at the end, Jun Mohan was surprised by everything. This woman really didn't want to show off, and she was a big foodie.

"Eat! It's such a waste if you can't eat it all."

Wen Wen urged, Jun Mohan lost his appetite for this kind of food because he came here to eat at any time, and after eating half a steak, he stopped eating.

Wen Xin looked at the many dishes left and swallowed them into her stomach in order not to waste money. Even the guests next to her were whispering in a funny way.

Jun Mohan was too embarrassed to make excuses to go to the toilet. When he came back again, she was still swallowing the last two pieces of cake, so he had to go and pay the bill.

Even though it is his own restaurant, in order to facilitate reconciliation, even he has to pay. This is his own stipulation.

It can be said that Wenxin walked in and left while holding on to the wall, while Jun Mohan felt embarrassed and went outside to wait after paying the bill.

When he got home, because there was no electricity, Jun Mohan turned on the flashlight and lit two candles.

Wen Xin held the wall and came to the sofa, threw herself on the sofa, and protested for a while.

"Uncle, you are really crazy. You ate more than 20,000 yuan in one meal and I was exhausted."

Jun Mohan washed his hands and said, "You ate it all."

"Ouch!" Wenxin rubbed her stomach and burped, her stomach felt so uncomfortable.

"Who told you not to eat? I was afraid of wasting it, so I ate it all. You don't know that my stomach feels uncomfortable now, and I feel like it's going to explode..."

Jun Mohan said in a deep voice: "If you can't eat it, you can pack it up."

Warmth: "..."

How could she have forgotten about this, which made her stuff it into her stomach? When she thought about spending 20,000 yuan in one night, she felt that her blood pressure was about to soar.

Because of the power outage, the two of them didn't take a shower. Jun Mohan sat for a while and then went to sleep.

And Wenxin rubbed her belly for most of the day, took a few stomach and digestive tablets, and did yoga back and forth in the room for an hour before returning to the room.

The cell phone in her pocket rang. She quickly picked up the phone and went to the window. It was grandma.

Wen Xin smiled and said: "Hello grandma."

Mrs. Jun smiled, and you could tell how happy she was smiling through the phone.

"Girl, are you free tomorrow? Grandma wants to bring someone to your house to check out Feng Shui."

“Why look at Feng Shui?”

"Last time, I took little Master Zouzhou's medicine and it felt very effective. Didn't I tell you that I would ask him for another fortune telling?"

Wen Xin nodded, "There is such a thing."

Old Mrs. Jun said: "Little Master Qunchu said that I need to find a good place to put the talisman paper in your house, so that we can have children and have children, so I came to find you."

Wen Xin frowned. She didn't have any ideas. She just posted it. She didn't believe it. The matter of having a boy or a girl depended on the man. It had nothing to do with it.

But Jun Mohan is different. He is a macho and picky man. If there are a few talismans or a fertility talisman in his house, he might go crazy. After all, it is his house.

For those who don’t know, I thought she wanted a child too much and deliberately posted this kind of thing to hint to him.

But the old lady's face was not flattered and refuted at the same time. Her tangled fingers poked at the window sill again and again.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mrs. Jun said, "Girl, are you in trouble?"

"Well," she said immediately, "Grandma, I have no problem, but you also know Jun Mohan's temper. I'm afraid he will be angry. Otherwise, grandma calls him and tells him that he agrees.

I'll wait for you to come."

"No, as long as you agree, he will agree. Since you have no problem, then we will come tomorrow morning and you can take an early leave."

Warm, "But..."

"Okay, girl, I'm done with it. I'm going to tell the little master Congee right now."

The call was hung up, and Wen Wen held the phone speechlessly, wanting to cry without tears, hoping that Jun Mohan wouldn't blame her tomorrow.


Chapter completed!