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Chapter Thirteen: Not Her

"Ah?" The mistress widened her eyes, unable to believe it. As the young lady who was half of her master, she actually asked herself to give her food. Did he hear that right?

"Hey, what's wrong? You don't want to eat a tycoon meal, right?" Xiao Jingyi approached the mistress and asked with a playful face.

"Bawang Meal? Who wants to eat Bawang Meal in my restaurant? I don't want to live anymore, right? Stand out and see if I don't break your legs!" A loud shout came from behind the kitchen.

Xiao Jingyi and Xiao San turned around and saw the curtain connecting the lobby and the kitchen being lifted open. A tough guy eight feet tall and holding a kitchen knife walked out cursingly.

The mistress had a headache! If he had known this would have happened, he would rather go hungry than eat this meal.

The originally bustling lobby also became quiet because of the appearance of the great man.

Ruyi Restaurant is not the largest restaurant in Qingtong Town, but it is the most famous. Not only because their chefs have a good craft, but also because their chefs are powerful and rarely encounter customers who eat Bawang meals. You know, when this restaurant was first opened, it was constantly harassed by the local land. However, those small gangs were all subdued by the chef in front of them.

Over time, people in Bronze Town knew that no matter what food or food they ordered at Ruyi Restaurant, as long as the rules did not cause trouble, it would be perfect. But if someone ignorant of provoking them, he would make them regret coming to this world.

"Who said just now that I want to have a tycoon meal here?" the big man asked loudly again.

Everyone pointed their hands at Xiao Jingyi and the others' table.

Seeing the big man walking towards them, the mistress's legs began to tremble in vain.

Xiao Jingyi was much calmer than the mistress. Firstly, she had never thought about eating a tycoon meal here. What she said just now was just a joke with the mistress. Secondly, the big man in front of her gave her a very familiar feeling. An unprecedented sense of security, she felt that he would not hurt her. Inexplicably, she was so sure.

"You are going to have a tycoon meal here?" The big man walked to the mistress, and the kitchen knife in his hand danced up and down. Everyone felt a flash of swords in front of them, and the hair on the mistress was shaved.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Looking at the knife shadow in front of him, the mistress was frightened and urinated.

Xiao Jingyi kept watching there, always feeling that the big man was out of place.

"Young Madam, help me!" Touching her bald head, the mistress wailed and knelt in front of Xiao Jingyi.

"So you are his master!" The big man heard the mistress's call for help and looked directly at Xiao Jingyi, shocked.

It seems! It seems! It seems!

The man took three steps in a row, his eyes full of shock.

How is that possible?

Isn't she dead?

Wasn't she buried by herself?

How did it appear here?

wrong!

Not matched by age!

If she really lived, she would be in her 30s. And the girl in front of her was obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old!

This person is not her!

But why do they look so similar? Could it be her sister who is wandering away?

It's impossible! Her relatives have been wiped out long ago! How could there be sisters who are wandering outside?

I must have misread it because I missed her too much!

It must be! It must be! It must be like this.

Wu Jing, you must be calm, be calm! You must be calm!

When Wu Jing opened her eyes again, she finally realized that the woman in front of her was just a bit similar to her. She was not her after all!
Chapter completed!
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