Ye Weilan and Qi Ye left the prison and found the closest food stall to the police station.

A long distance away, Miss Ye could smell the aroma of barbecue.

She sniffed: "It smells so good..."

Qi Ye said: "It's too spicy, you can't eat it."

Miss Ye flattened her lips: "I want to eat..." For a food lover, what is more inhumane than not being able to eat at present?

Qi Ye: "...no..."

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat!" The important thing was emphasized three times.

Qi Ye met his little wife's dark and pure round eyes, and was looking at him pitifully, with a look of "You agree quickly", and he couldn't say anything he refused.

But when I thought of the doctor's advice, I still tried to coax: "When I get home, I will let the chef make something better for you."

Miss Ye thought about it and decided to take the lead. She took out a hundred yuan from her bag: "Just eat one hundred yuan, and I guarantee you won't get more."

Young Master Qi usually throws hundreds of millions of dollars. His concept of one hundred dollars is similar to that of ordinary people. It is good to buy one or two skewers, and it is okay to eat one or two skewers to satisfy his cravings.

So the eldest young master nodded.

Miss Ye happily dragged him to the stall: "Boss, twenty skewers of squid, ten skewers of grilled chicken wings, two chicken legs, plus ten skewers of beef sticks, and two bowls of spicy and sour noodles. Everything is half grilled, half is more chili, and half is slightly dipped in a little chili oil. One portion of spicy and sour noodles is three fresh and one portion of spicy, thank you."

Qi Ye: “…”

Can you buy so much for one hundred yuan?

However, the facts proved that his wife did not lie to him. Miss Ye gave her 100 yuan, and the boss found 10 yuan to come back.

Meiren Ye bought two bottles of ice for ten yuan, pulled Qi Ye to her seat and sat down, admiring the eldest son's interesting expression, and smiling with curved eyebrows.

Qi Ye carried her into his arms and pinched her face: "Are you cheating me?"

"Who made you not diligent in your body and not distinguish between grains?" Ye Weilan smiled and her eyebrows were blurred: "Xiaochi likes to eat food stalls the most. I used to eat with her. Anla, my food was very light, and basically no chili."

Qi Ye was speechless, but they were already sitting here, so it was unlikely that they would pull his wife away now.

To be honest, the eldest young master is so noble that he looks very out of place like the food stalls, but fortunately it is not at night and there are not many people around him.

The one who served the meal was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Ye Weilan asked her: "Do you know Shen Junhao?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and looked at the two of them: "Are you here to get the things he threw that day?"

Ye Weilan's eyes lit up.

The girl walked in and quickly took out a pack of things: "Brother Junhao is a good person. If this thing is useful to you, please help him."

Ye Weilan smiled: "He will be fine soon."

She opened the bag and it was indeed a box of black video tape inside. Bai Yi went through a lot of hardships and almost spared his life to investigate the secrets.

She looked up with the video tape and was about to speak when she suddenly saw a large handful of diabolic sticks in front of Qi Ye.

Miss Ye blinked and found that her barbecue that didn't bring much chili was reduced by half in just a while, and she left a few skewers on the plate.

Qi Ye raised his hand and touched her head, giving his wife a shawl: "It tastes pretty good."
Chapter completed!