Seeing that Li Xian didn't take it seriously, Xie Fangling was furious.

Why is he pretending to be a young master from a powerful family?

If a migrant worker like him had not met the Chen family, he would never have had the opportunity or qualification to get close to Mr. Liang. If he could meet him today, it would be like smoke rising from his ancestral grave.

Li Xian had been eating, but his eyes had also been falling on Chen Qinghuan's table. His involuntary glances at her made him realize that Chen Qinghuan was different in his heart.

Facing Luo Luo DaFang's malicious eyes, he could see clearly that this Liang Zejun was deliberately looking for trouble for him and deliberately giving him authority.

He still didn't get up, and remained still to cope with the changes, and introduced himself: "Li Xian, Chen Qinghuan's husband."

With just one word, Liang Zejun's expression changed drastically, and his eyes showed a bit of coldness and anger.

His words were simply heartbreaking.

Why should a man with no identity or status challenge himself?

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xie Fangling was furious. She never expected that Li Xian would speak so straightforwardly when he arrived.

She was deeply afraid that Liang Zejun would be angry, so she carefully apologized: "Young Master Liang, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just a disaster prevention tool brought by our Chen family and has nothing to do with Qing Huan."

Hearing these words, Liang Zejun's mood improved a little, and he smiled plainly again: "It almost scared me. I thought he was really Qing Huan's husband."

Facing Xie Fangling's gaze, Li Xian smiled: "Before I divorced Chen Qinghuan, she was my wife, and I would protect her. As for Mr. Liang, I hope you think about it carefully. After all, male mistresses are also

Mistress, it doesn’t suit your status, right?”

"Shut up!"

Xie Fangling was going to be mad at Li Xian's words. He was just a tool hired by her family. Why should he claim to be Qing Huan's husband?

Why are you talking to Mr. Liang like this?

Chen Qinghuan, who was walking towards them, heard these words clearly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Her impression of Li Xian was very simple. As her parents said, he was just a migrant worker who worked on construction sites every day to earn medical expenses.

Occasionally when I see him, he is clean and tidy, rarely like yesterday.

She was very repelled by him at first. After all, she was going to marry a strange man, and she was worried that something would happen. But her parents believed in the master's prophecy, and after hard work, she had to agree.

In the past six months, she had never looked at him directly, and the only time was this morning.

In order to save himself, he pushed himself away desperately and fell into a pool of blood.

She really wanted to ask about his physical condition, but when facing her strong mother, she had no right to speak and could only come to the hotel reluctantly.

At this moment, hearing his powerful words, she suddenly felt that her nominal husband seemed different from what her mother said.

As for what's different, I can't feel it yet.

"Ha..." Liang Zejun was furious at his words, relying on his masculine demeanor to maintain his final rationality.

This kid is so arrogant and rampant!

If you don't teach him a lesson, he will really think that he grew up a vegetarian.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me, there will be no good consequences for offending me!"

Li Xian chuckled: "Okay, I'll wait!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Xie Fangling wanted to ease the atmosphere, but at this moment she had no idea what to say.

what.

Li Xudong stood aside cautiously, with a confused look on his face.

Chen Qinghuan pursed her lips and looked at Li Xian with complicated emotions.

Liang Zejun stared at him coldly, with no intention of leaving.

At the same time, a waiter came over with the bill and placed it in front of Li Xian:

"Sir, you spent a total of 5,998 yuan. Would you like to pay with cash or credit card?"

"So expensive?" Li Xudong jumped up in fright.

He worked exhaustingly on the construction site for a month and only earned more than 6,000 yuan. A lunch would cost close to 6,000 yuan. Is this a money grab?

Li Xian also frowned slightly. He didn't expect that the consumption at Ruilai Hotel was so high, which was simply beyond his imagination.

Is this a so-called high-end hotel?

"He is a migrant worker with no money at all, how can he afford to pay for food?" Xie Fangling was already mad at Li Xian's actions. She no longer cared about face and sneered.

"This..." The waiter didn't see Li Xian taking the money for a long time, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Xie Fangling blamed, "The review mechanism of your hotel is so bad. You let in all kinds of cats and dogs. Is the Relai Hotel a place where people like him should come?"

Liang Zejun was filled with anger at Li Xian's words just now. Now that he saw that Li Xian couldn't get the money, the arrogance engraved in his bones returned.

He showed a faint smile and said: "It's only six thousand yuan, charge it to my account, and treat this meal as my invitation."

"Master Liang..." Xie Fangling never expected that Liang Zejun would say this, and she suddenly felt that he was simply a role model for the younger generation.

Just based on these words and this kind of mind, a man with a small belly like Li Xian cannot compare to him!

The waiter knew Liang Zejun. Hearing this sentence, he finally felt relieved and looked at Li Xian's expression with disdain.

You dare to come to the hotel without money, and you don't even know who you are. It's really an embarrassment to a man.

When he was about to take back the bill, Li Xian suddenly held down the bill and refused: "No, I will handle this meal myself."

"Oh?" Liang Zejun laughed angrily. At this time, he still pretended to be cool when he had no money. He shook his head: "Well, since you can solve it yourself, then you can solve it yourself."

"I don't know how to praise you!" Xie Fangling looked disgusted. Mr. Liang gave him a step down regardless of his previous resentment. When death was about to happen, he still said something harsh and ungrateful.

Yesterday he couldn't even come up with more than 2,000 yuan for living expenses. Today he has to pay 6,000 yuan for meals, and I bet he can't come up with it either.

How could Li Xian not know what Liang Zejun was thinking and deliberately show off his generosity? After all, for young men like them, six thousand yuan is nothing.

He smiled and took out a wad of money from his bag, "I'll give you cash."

"You...where did you get the money?" Xie Fangling asked in confusion, and she was even more angry. The brat actually hid the small treasury behind her back. It was really abominable.

Li Xian subconsciously raised his head and looked at Chen Qinghuan, who was standing not far away.

This money was Chen Qinghuan's help to pay for the medical expenses when he was hospitalized. In the end, he didn't spend much money and got a large sum back.

He has been of no use, he just wants to give it back to Chen Qinghuan.

But at this moment, he wanted to borrow it.

One after another, he counted six thousand yuan in total to the waiter and smiled: "Give me the invoice, so you don't have to look for it."

The waiter took the money in his hand and looked at it one by one, as if he was worried that the money was fake.

After all, their hotel has been empty for a long time.

I’ve been exposed to cash, and most of the people who come here are either rich or wealthy, and they either pay or swipe their cards. In today’s information society, who has nothing to do with carrying so much money?

Liang Zejun, who was originally prepared to see the father and son make a fool of themselves, found that things did not go as he imagined, and his face darkened.

Li Xian didn't say a word from the beginning, didn't talk much nonsense, and was hesitant in doing things.

It was like he deliberately gave himself a chance to perform, but in the end, he regained the stage and initiative.

It is true that dogs that don’t bark will bite.

Liang Zejun did not expect that he would fall into the hands of a migrant worker, lose face in front of a migrant worker, and turn around and leave in anger.

"Master Liang, wait a minute." Xie Fangling didn't want such a big piece of fat to fly away, so she followed quickly.

Unexpectedly, they had just taken two steps when they saw a middle-aged man in a suit walking quickly out of the elevator.

"Manager Cai..." Liang Zejun knew him, Cai Yuanfang, the general manager of Ruilai Hotel.

Under normal circumstances, I sit in a hotel and am busy with work, and rarely appear in front of others.

At this moment, she came to the restaurant with such rapid steps. When she saw him, she nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Liang."

His steps did not stop, but he walked towards the restaurant.

When had Liang Zejun been ignored like this? In a short period of time, he was despised again and again, and his face became extremely ugly.

He stopped to see what important person Cai Yuanfang was going to meet. Even he, the third young master of the Liang family, could ignore him.

Unexpectedly, Cai Yuanfang did not go to other places, but walked directly in front of Li Xian and Li Xudong, with a warm and flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Li, you have come to visit me, and I apologize for being a little disappointed."

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Li Xian looked at the arriving man and asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"

"My name is Cai Yuanfang, and I am the general manager of Ruilai Hotel." Cai Yuanfang bent down and introduced himself.

Just ten minutes ago, he received a call from Mr. Song, saying that a distinguished guest named Li Xian came to the hotel and asked him to entertain him well and not to neglect him.

He had never heard of this name before, but through his excellent connections and some inquiries, he understood what was going on.

It turned out that he saved Mr. Song's most precious son.

They know the importance of Mr. Song's son best. After saving her son, no matter who he is, he will be cared for and supported by Mr. Song in the future.

Li Xian nodded clearly, "Hello, we have finished eating. Thank you for your hospitality."

"Mr. Li, wait a moment." Cai Yuanfang immediately called for the restaurant manager, still holding a stack of money he had just received.

Cai Yuanfang returned the money to him personally, "Mr. Li, you are our most important friend, Mr. Song. We cannot take this money. Please take it back."

"this……"

Cai Yuanfang felt miserable. He clearly had the VIP card given by Mr. Song, so why didn't he use it?

Doesn’t giving money mean that you won’t come back in the future?

If Mr. Song found out, would he still be considered a manager?

Cai Yuanfang laughed with him and interrupted him: "I know that Mr. Li was misunderstood and treated unfairly when he just entered the hotel. I have asked the lobby manager Xu Yuanbin to pack his things and leave. In the future, the hotel, no, the entire Chenxi Group

Our staff will never be disrespectful to Mr. Li again."
Chapter completed!