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Chen Hao curled his lips and sat opposite Cui Wenxi: "Try it. I'm afraid you're very hungry, so I didn't fry you the whistle, I just added soy sauce chicken essence and some oil consumption. I don't know if you like spicy and jealous, so I didn't add it to you. If you want it, I'll bring it to you now. Or if you don't like it, I can also fry you the shredded ginger beef for a whistle, and then give you a new bowl of noodles, but that takes a little time, I'm afraid you're hungry and can't wait."

Watching Chen Hao chattering, Cui Wenxi complained: "Okay, stop talking, why are the big men like mothers?"

Chen Hao's mouth twitched: "I would like to ask you, a person from the Southern Dynasty, why does the accent smell like a Northeastern one?"

"It's all your business!" Cui Wenxi snorted, lowered her head and picked up her chopsticks, "I want jealous."

Chen Hao smiled playfully: "It turns out that you like to be jealous, but I don't know whose jealousy you like?"

"No one will eat your jealousy." Cui Wenxi gave Chen Hao a vicious look, added vinegar to the bowl, lowered her head and ate the noodles, and involuntarily raised the corners of her mouth.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Cui Wenxi wanted to burp, but after looking at Chen Hao, he still held back.

"Don't you want to check out Weibo?" Perhaps because he was in a good mood after eating a bowl of noodles, Choi Wenxi asked on his own initiative.

"What's there to see?" Chen Hao shrugged, "You don't need to watch it, you will know. It must be another large post that apologizes to me, it's boring."

Cui Wenxi was stunned. Is Chen Hao's ideological level already so high?

If she were Chen Hao, she had been scolded so fiercely before, and now she would definitely browse Weibo and read those apology posts.

"Are you full? I'll wash dishes after eating." Chen Hao stood up and asked.

"I'm full, the noodles you're down... are pretty good." Choi Wenxi rarely praised it. It seems that she is in a really good mood.

Chen Hao pulled the corner of his mouth and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. After washing the dishes, he did not go out immediately, but took out his phone and clicked on Weibo.

I didn’t read it before, but I didn’t remember it. Now that I was reminded by Choi Wenxi, I naturally want to read it.

He is not a true saint, so how could he be scolded by so many people for so long, and his heart is as calm as a mountain.

"This apology is obviously much more sincere than last time."

A smile appeared on Chen Hao's face. He had been slandered for so many days and was ridiculed for being unworthy of being a man. He was a turtle with his head shrunk. He said he didn't care, but he felt more or less worried.

Now that the infamy is being washed away, of course I am uncontrollably happy, feel comfortable and refreshed!

Weibo is browsing one by one, and the trend of Weibo is also changing.

From the beginning, a sincere apology to Chen Hao gradually evolved into a debate about whether Chen Hao was a hero or a saint.

"I think Chen Hao can only be called a hero. Although Chen Hao rescued the person who had a plane, he still had shortcomings after all, and was not flawless, so he was still a little short of the title of saint."

"Yes, we admit that Chen Hao is not a coward, but he still has a long way to go to deserve the title of saint."

"Are you here to make fun of Mr. Chen who is not worthy of being called a saint? Mr. Chen is not worthy of being called a saint. Are you worthy of being called a saint?"

"Hahaha, I'm so laughing to death. A group of ordinary people said high above that Mr. Chen still has a long way to go before the saint, making it look like you are saints."

Looking at these arguments, Chen Hao touched his nose.
Chapter completed!