Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

"cut..."

Meng Xing glanced at Master Mao and said, "You're such a frivolous old man."

"Okay, I've had enough food and drink today, let's go."

"Oh, and remember to thank Xiangling for me."

Xiangling must be very busy today.

After we finished eating, she didn't come to the back hall.

I guess he is very tired.

"Okay~"

Master Mao smiled and nodded. "I'll pass on the message. Take care, and remember to come back tomorrow."

"Well, let's go!"

Meng Xing replied with a smile and turned to leave.

"Dad, Dad, where is Mr. Meng?"

Not long after Meng Xing left, Xiangling, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, hurried out.

"It's too late~"

Master Mao smiled and shook his head: "The person has already left."

"But this kid asked me to bring you a message, saying thank you for your hospitality today, and he is very satisfied."

"Oops~"

Xiangling stamped her feet in anger: "How come I'm just one step slower?"

"I also want to ask Mr. Meng what he thinks today."

"It's all Sister Beidou's fault. She insisted on dragging me along."

Although there is praise.

But the reference is gone.

I can only wait until the next time the other party comes.

"Hey~ Did I delay Xiangling's good fortune?"

Beidou came down from upstairs, carrying a wine jug, and said with half-closed eyes:

"That's Sister Beidou's fault. How about I send someone to invite you back?"

"Oh, that's what it means."

Xiangling glared at Beidou angrily:

"That's my guest, Sister Beidou, please don't mess around."

"Okay, okay~"

Beidou raised his hands in surrender and said with a smile: "I thought too much, I apologize, I apologize."

Xiangling controls the stomachs of everyone in the entire fleet.

We can't make her angry.

Otherwise...wait to try the new dishes and then go to the toilet.

After finally coming back, she wanted to eat something good and live a peaceful life.

My stomach can't get upset first.

"Come on, Xiangling, tell me and everyone else about Mr. Meng..."

Beidou dragged Xiangling upstairs:

"The last person who made you care so much about someone's opinion after dinner was Zhongli from Wangsheng Hall, right?"

"Yes!" Xiangling nodded quickly. "Mr. Meng was introduced by Mr. Zhongli."

"They say birds of a feather flock together. Mr. Meng has a profound understanding of cooking and is a knowledgeable and kind person."

"I benefited a lot from the past two days."

"Really?"

"Of course, why would I lie to my sister?"

"Wow, it seems I have to see it for myself. Xiangling, how about you take some time to introduce me to your sister?"

"Ah I?"

"Isn't he a regular customer of yours?"

"But..."

"Hey, when he comes to your place for dinner someday, just mention something and think of it as helping out your sister!"

"Oh well."

"That's right, let's go..."

"Hey, sister, slow down."

"..."

Watching the two of them going upstairs playing and fighting.

Master Mao had a smile on his face and didn't stop him.

He is familiar with Beidou and feels at ease.

It is always good to make more positive friends.

***

The other end.

Keqing was rushing home, but ran into Ganyu on the way.

"Gan Yu?"

Keqing looked at Ganyu with some surprise:

"Are you going to eat?"

This is the model worker of Yue Haiting.

Even she could only feel deeply ashamed of herself.

What I have in my heart is full of respect.

"No, Master Yuheng."

Ganyu shook her head gently, and her weak appearance made people afraid that she would fall down in the next second.

"I have been ordered by Lord Tianquan Ningguang to invite Mr. Meng Xing to the Qun Yu Pavilion for a chat."

Ningguang?

Invite Meng Xing to the Qun Yu Pavilion?

Keqing's pupils shrank and her eyes narrowed.

She just left and Ningguang came right after?

What does this guy want to do?

Poaching?

Um, that’s not right, this can’t be considered poaching.

Maybe he wants to recruit Mr. Meng?

Haha, that’s a good plan.

He wants to use those old tricks to win over Mr. Meng again!

Let’s see how you get humiliated this time.

Mr. Meng is not the kind of person who can be easily moved by worldly fame and fortune.

"I just said goodbye to Mr. Meng. He should have just left Wanmin Hall not long ago."

"In the area around Chihuyan."

Keqing, who wanted to watch the show, kindly gave a reminder:

"I won't bother you anymore. I'll go first."

"Okay, thank you, Master Yuheng!"

Ganyu smiled and nodded, without any doubt, and quickened her pace towards Chihuyan.

Watching Ganyu leave his sight.

Keqing turned around and went straight to the Qun Yu Pavilion.

Family?

No reply for now.

That's more important than going to the theater.

Tomorrow is the ceremony of inviting the immortals, so Ningguang is here tonight.

Oh, if she doesn't watch the show, how can she be worthy of what she has experienced in the past few days?

What happened to you happens to others.

Well, it's mostly a fun thing.

Keqing, who was the first to enter the Qun Yu Pavilion, pushed open the door.

"Keqing?"

Looking at Keqing who came uninvited, Ningguang frowned secretly.

"Why, Lord Tianquan doesn't welcome me?"

Keqing smiled faintly and walked directly to the window to lean against it:

"Don't worry about me. I just want to see the scenery today. Just pretend I don't exist."

I don't believe you're just looking at the scenery.

Ningguang sighed helplessly.

Chapter 31: Ningguang's Imagination! (Please collect and give flowers!!!)

Miss Keqing came uninvited.

I can't just chase people away.

This child's straightforwardness is really a headache.

"Have you got the news?"

Ningguang thought for a moment. Keqing probably knew that her family was going to invite someone up to talk today.

Otherwise, he wouldn't come up to make trouble at this time.

"I met Ganyu on my way home."

Keqing didn't hide it:

"Oh, and I even showed her the way."

Ok?

Ningguang was stunned for a moment, realizing that things might not be that simple.

"No need to guess, I just separated from Mr. Meng."

Seeing Ningguang's thoughtful expression, Keqing immediately gave the correct answer:

"Well, we had dinner at Wanmin Hall. Didn't you send us your information?"