Chapter 451: The Cold and Sickly Uncle (02)
Chapter 451: The Cold and Sickly Uncle (02)
Xu Muzhe hurried to the restaurant and saw Zhang Jinxiu at a glance. He had his back to him and his expression could not be seen clearly.
Zhang Jinxiu was wearing a white suit, and it was obvious that he had dressed up carefully. The woman opposite him stared at Zhang Jinxiu intently, as if she was amused by his words, with a smile in her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Xu Muzhe felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he wished he could take Zhang Jinxiu away right now.
At this time, a waiter came over and asked respectfully, "Are you dining alone?"
Xu Muzhe finally shifted his gaze to the waiter's face.
"Well, alone."
The waiter made a "please" gesture, "Please follow me."
However, Xu Muzhe had no intention of following him, but pointed at the dining table not far behind Zhang Jinxiu.
"Can I sit there?"
The waiter looked in the direction of his finger and said with embarrassment, "Sorry, this is a four-seater, it's a bit too big for you. Besides, there are many people dining here, so I'm afraid the big table won't be enough."
Xu Muzhe thought for a moment, took out his wallet from his pocket, and under the waiter's puzzled gaze, took out several bills.
"This is a tip for you." Xu Muzhe said, "Please arrange the most expensive wine and the most expensive meal for me. Is that okay?"
The waiter realized that this was a big customer who could not be offended, so he accepted the payment and nodded at him.
"of course can."
On the way over, Xu Muzhe couldn't help but complain to the system, "Fortunately, I am very rich in this world, otherwise I don't know how to get my wife back."
[He is rich, but he almost killed Zhang Jinxiu with his money.]
Xu Muchhe:? ? ?
Can we still have a good chat?
[Sorry, host, I just couldn't help but be angry at the scumbag's behavior, I didn't mean to attack you. ]
"I don't blame you. I'm also angry at myself." Xu Muzhe held his forehead and smiled bitterly.
"Sir, how about this?" the waiter opened the menu and said to Xu Muzhe.
Xu Muzhe had no intention of ordering the dishes. He didn't even look at them. He just nodded and said, "Yes, it's OK."
After sending the waiter away, Xu Muzhe turned his attention back to Zhang Jinxiu.
"Do you think I can rush over and stop them now?"
[I don't think this is a good idea. I'm afraid it will embarrass Zhang Jinxiu even more.]
Xu Muzhe sighed, and finally suppressed his impulse, quietly waiting for the blind date between the two.
When it’s over, he’ll have a good talk with Zhang Jinxiu.
"What is the black value now?"
I quickly checked the system and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the value.
[It’s not too high, just 95%. ]
Xu Muzhe said helplessly, "It's almost done."
[It's okay. If the target hates you so much, he must care about you.]
"I hope so."
Mainly because it's not easy to do.
Xiao Zhi in this world is a traditional man. He is afraid that his parents will object and it will be difficult for him to get over the hurdle in his heart.
"I didn't expect that someone as good as you would need a blind date." Ye Ruoyu put down her coffee and said with a smile, "Actually, my requirements are not high. I just want to find someone to live with. I have a son. I think my auntie has told you about it."
Zhang Jinxiu nodded, "My mother explained it all to me."
Ye Ruoyu's heart dropped, and she continued, "Seeing that you are still willing to come for a blind date, it also proves that you don't mind this aspect. But you are not young anymore, you are three years older than me..."
Ye Ruoyu paused, her eyes fixed on a certain place.
After considering it for a while, he asked tentatively, "Is that okay?"
Zhang Jinxiu was stunned, and many aspects of having sex with Xu Muzhe flashed through his mind.
At first he liked women.
It was Xu Muzhe who forced himself on him, causing him to become morbidly obsessed with this aspect.
He was even afraid that Xu Muzhe would despise him for his old age, so he secretly went online to learn shameful and undignified postures.
He still remembers what Xu Muzhe said to him when they broke up.
He is so old that if you take him out, people will only accuse him of elder abuse, and it will not be fun at all.
But two years ago, he was only 36 years old.
Although he is no longer young, it is not enough to embarrass Xu Muzhe.
It was clearly Xu Muzhe who led him down this path, but in the end he still blamed him.
Even unilaterally cut off all contact and let him face the pain alone.
Perhaps because Zhang Jinxiu had been silent for too long, Ye Ruoyu's expression changed immediately.
She picked up the bag on the table, stood up, and said to Zhang Jinxiu, "I'm sorry, I can't accept a man who has problems in this area."
She had always looked down upon Zhang Jinxiu's profession.
He is almost 40 years old, but he is a clerk in a small company. It can be seen that his income is only five or six thousand.
How can such little money support them and their child?
If Zhang Jinxiu wasn't tall and handsome, I really wouldn't be willing to come to this blind date.
Zhang Jinxiu finally came back to his senses, raised his head to look at Ye Ruoyu, and said calmly: "I'm fine."
Ye Ruoyu's expression looked better and she sat down again.
"What do you think about the distribution of salary after marriage?"
Zhang Jinxiu understood what she meant and said, "Leave one third to my parents, and you will manage the rest."
Ye Ruoyu was unhappy, "Don't your parents have a pension? You only have this little salary, and you still have to hand it over?"
Zhang Jinxiu pursed his lips and said, "Sorry."
"What about the betrothal gift? What does your family plan?"
"I'm going to give you fifty thousand."
Ye Ruoyu was surprised, "So little?"
“My mother was ill last year, so most of my savings went to her.”
Ye Ruoyu hesitated again.
Just as the two fell into silence, Ye Ruoyu suddenly realized that someone in front was staring at them.
"Who is that handsome guy? Do you know him?"
Zhang Jinxiu's breathing tightened and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him.
When I met Xu Muzhe's gaze, my heart suddenly ached.
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