My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 1107

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Ye Fan touched his chin and said, "Is it very popular?" "I didn't pay much attention to it..."

If he had the time, he would have to help Mu Mu Mu Mu play games.

As for the top movie actress Ling Yuwei, she had already become his fiancée. Ye Fan wasn't even sure what she had acted out, or what kind of idol she was acting, so it was impossible for him to pay any more attention to her.

"Is that right? It's the current trend, that 'little fresh meat' thing?" Ning Xuemo had heard some hot words on the internet before.

"Little fresh meat?" Ye Fan suddenly came to a realization. He had also heard of it before, so he said, "Oh, I think I know a little now. Only male celebrities, is that Wu Han also a little kid?"

The restaurant manager quickly nodded, "That's right. Do you two really not know?" Mr. Wu Han has over 80 million followers on Happy Weibo! "

"Is that for real? How come I don't know what kind of act he acted in?" Ye Fan muttered.

"OH-M-G.o.d!" Amy exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Are you two primitive people!? Our family's Wu Han is a superstar who has just won the Xia Zhong Award from the Shadow Emperor! You all have never heard of us, Wu Han!? "

Amy could see that Ye Fan and Ning Zimo really did not know about her family's celebrity. Just how "unsophisticated" were these two!?

Ye Fan waved his hand, not wanting to be too rude to the average person, and calmly said: "I say … …" Big Sister Ai, it's not like your Wu Han is shameful. An artist is not a royal relative, nor is he a spy.

Acting and singing were all skills. They were the same as the chef who weighed a spoonful and the master who repaired feet.

Shouldn't artists who performed for the ma.s.ses be closer to the ma.s.ses? Could it be that the cards were so big that he had to eat in a private room?

The point is that we've been sitting here waiting for two hours, and it's not like you can't sit outside and have to chase us out, so you're being unreasonable. "

"Who's trying to reason with you!? "Don't tell me you want our top international directors, Wu Han and Director Chen, to have their meals outside?" Amy viciously said, "Do you believe that we will let you guys take the consequences of your actions!?"

Ning Xuemo was not angry at first, but upon hearing these words, she could not help but sneer, "What arrogant words. I want to see what you can do to us."

At that moment, a few people walked in from the door.

A young man with silver hair, earring, fair skin, and a pointed chin walked in.

When Ye Fan saw this young man, he immediately frowned. He realized that this guy was actually still drawing eye shadow, smearing lips, and quite a bit of powder on his face.

At first glance, Ye Fan didn't even know if this guy was male or female. He looked at his Adam's apple and confirmed that it was male.

"Am, what-h.e.l.l-are-ou - doing?" the young man scolded the a.s.sistant with dissatisfaction.

The fat broker Amy replied apologetically, "Han, I'm really sorry. These two people don't know what's going on. They know it's you and Director Chen, but they're still unwilling to give in."

"Didn't I ask you to give them money? "At most, we'll just give them twenty thousand." Wu Han pouted.

"I did, but they said you're an artist, it's no big deal, they want us to eat outside …" Furthermore... And they've never heard of you, and they don't know how amazing you are, "Amy said.

"What!? Is there anyone in all of China who doesn't recognize me!? Are they idiots? " Wu Han frowned, turned around and coldly looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan spread out his hands, and said with his fluent Lun Tun'er, "Hey, bro. I never heard that you were an idiot. This is going too far."

Besides, I'm saying that artists should be close to the ma.s.ses, there's no need for them to eat in a private room, I'm not looking down on you artists for saying that all walks of life must respect each other. "

Hearing Ye Fan's Shardplate accent, Wu Han frowned and said in Chinese, "Why are you talking to me in Shardplate? Show off your p.r.o.nunciation? "

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "So you can speak Chinese!" Then why did you use Shardblade just now! I thought you only knew Shardblade! "

"My family's Wu Han belongs to the Ming Kingdom, what happened to the Shardblade?" Amy asked.

Ye Fan speechlessly shook his head, "I really can't communicate with you guys..."

"Who do you think you are to communicate with me? "Let me tell you, I want this room now." Wu Han pointed at the ground.

Ye Fan also couldn't be bothered to be reasonable, and pointed to the outside, "I'm accompanying my woman today, so I'm in a good mood. While I'm still in a good mood, scram."

Wu Han gritted his teeth. No matter where he went, he was always surrounded by the stars and the moon. When had his fans ever come across someone who was so 'ignorant'?

"Does your restaurant still want to open up!? "Drive them away!" Wu Han ordered the restaurant manager beside him.

The manager looked troubled, he couldn't afford to expel the guests, so he could only smile wryly: "This … Mr. Wu Han, how about... Shall we find you a good table in the hall by the window? "

"What did you say!? You want me to have dinner with that hustle and bustle in the hall!? How could I possibly eat with those commoners!? That group of people surrounded me like a bunch of flies. How am I supposed to eat!? I'm a star! A superstar! Do you understand!? " Wu Han bellowed.

The restaurant manager was so scared that cold sweat dripped down his forehead as he nodded, "Then... Then let me show you the other rooms … "

"No!" I want this box! I want to make these two b.a.s.t.a.r.ds scram! " Wu Han disdainfully glanced at Ye Fan.

"This …" The manager didn't know what to do.

"Are you afraid that your reputation is not good and you have no business? Humph, don't worry. As long as you chase these two idiots away, I'll agree to stay with your restaurant and take their pictures and autographs.

"You should know how many fans I have. Just post a Weibo post and you'll have a steady stream of customers," Wu Han said with a satisfied smile.

The restaurant manager sighed, "Mr. Wu Han, this... I really can't make the decision … "

Wu Han flew into a rage and kicked the manager.

"Ouch!" The manager's stomach was kicked, causing him to hit the wall behind him. He fell to the ground, grimacing in pain.

Wu Han scolded loudly, "b.a.s.t.a.r.d! Do you not want to do it!? "

Ning Xuemo could not bear to watch any longer. She immediately threw out a teacup!

"Clang!"

The teacup smashed onto Wu Han's face!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Wu Han screamed in pain, he covered his face, pointed at the woman and shouted, "b.i.t.c.h! You dare to smash me!? Do you believe that I won't order people to annihilate you?! "

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He was about to get up, but was stopped by Ning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo replied, "Hubby, this kind of person isn't worth it for you to take action. I'll handle him."

"Alright then …" Ye Fan, seeing the woman say this, also let her be.

Ning Xuemo walked to the table and said, "Apologize to this manager and get out of here. Otherwise, I'll beat you until your parents won't recognize you." < sstle='dise'> zGsGQ6gPHWsR6VeCaooqax4Tir2or1VR37Ffz48qMXtL/AU9bcE7heUMVLmDaUF9RXF3Q = =

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