Chapter 142: what do you think?

"Hey?!"
"Lin Mengyao, what are you doing?"
Gong Liman screamed when he saw this.
"What am I doing?"
"Put away these two bottles of wine!"
"I finally understand why you only drink one bottle. It's obvious that you want to take these two bottles of wine along after dinner."
"Just now when you said that you only drink one bottle, I think this behavior is very strange, it is not your style at all, fortunately I have a quick response!"
Lin Mengyao held two wine bottles tightly with both hands, and looked at Gong Liman very vigilantly.
"Lin Mengyao, how can you call me like this?"
"How can I do something like this?"
Gong Liman did have this plan, but he would definitely not admit it at this time, instead he called out to hit the sky.
"You can't do something like this?!"
"If you don't do it, who will do it?"
Where does Lin Mengyao believe in Gong Liman.
"Lin Mengyao, you are too much, slander me in front of Song Yun?!"
"You have to apologize to me!"
Gong Liman reached out and stopped Lin Mengyao.
"Row!"
"I apologize to you, I say sorry to you."
"But you can't do such a thing, so why stop in front of me?"
"I have already apologized, and I have already said I'm sorry, can you let me go, I will put the wine in, and I will talk to you again!"
Lin Mengyao looked at Gong Liman, very alert.
Gong Liman had no choice but to get away.
Lin Mengyao didn't hesitate, took the wine and left, and took it to another place without putting it back on the wine shelf.
Song Yun couldn't laugh or cry, but in his opinion, Gong Liman could really do something like this. The copper of Ming Xuande was taken into his own hand by this similar method, and he should see good wine. It's no surprise to go along for a while.
"Song Yun!"
"You are too much!"
"Don't help me this year?!"
Gong Liman turned his head and saw Song Yun standing beside him, remembering that he didn't say a word just now, this must be criticized.
Song Yun turned a deaf ear and heard nothing. At this moment, it was wrong to say anything, and he simply pretended to be deaf.
Gong Liman stomped her foot and turned around and left. At this time, she had to go to Lin Mengyao to settle the account. There was no hope for the wine, so she had to get something delicious, otherwise she would be really sorry for herself.
Song Yun found a sofa and sat down. The war between two women, especially two girlfriends, had nothing to do with him.
Night fell.
Song Yun sat on the sofa by the window and looked at his feet. The lights slowly turned on. At the beginning, it was just a few blinks. After a few blinks, the ground under his feet seemed to burn, like the day, and the change disappeared. It was completed in between, which made people stunned.
It was not the first time Song Yun looked at the city at night from a height, but he had never been as high as it is now, and he hadn't watched it from darkness to light like this evening.
"If I didn't get the power, what am I doing now?"
Song Yun didn’t know why you had such a thought in your mind. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that if you hadn’t got the supernatural powers, you should be moving bricks on the construction site at this time. He was so tired that he would die every day, and his body was stinking Khan, after work at night, I can drink a bottle of Coke or a can of beer. It's so refreshing. It's impossible to stand up high and watch the flourishing prosperity at my feet.
"Song Yun, what are you thinking about?"
Gong Liman had been standing behind Song Yun for a while. When he first came over, he wanted to say hello, and found that Song Yun seemed to be thinking about something, so he waited for a while.
"Human destiny is really very strange, no, it should be very strange to be precise!"
"Not long ago, I was still working everywhere, and no one wanted to move bricks on the construction site for a long time. Suddenly, by an unexpected opportunity, I realized that I had a certain talent in antique appraisal, so I went here. It’s a path, and it’s so comfortable to live now. Before that, I didn’t dare to imagine that I would live the way I am now."
Song Yun directly stated his current thoughts, and there was nothing to hide from such things.
"Is it like this?"
"Didn't you start playing antiques from a fake?"
Gong Liman sat down opposite and looked at Song Yun curiously.
Song Yun shook his head.
"Suddenly you found out that you have a talent for antique appraisal?"
"What kind of ability?"
Gong Liman was more curious.
"If I say I can see the treasure of antiques, do you believe it?"
A mysterious smile appeared on Song Yun's face.
Gong Liman curled his lips and didn't believe what Song Yun said, but he didn't ask any further. This was Song Yun's secret, and it was not suitable to inquire too clearly.
Gong Liman and Song Yun were chatting, time was fast, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye.
Lin Mengyao served dishes, fried steak for three people, very typical Western food.
Gong Liman ate very elegantly, and every time he took a small piece, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Song Yun ate up his steak in a couple of bites.
"Song Yun, what do you think?"
Lin Mengyao put down the knife and fork in her hand and looked up at Song Yun.