The numbers on the electronic screen jumped for a while, but soon stopped, and the result was displayed as 71.2kg.
Seeing this data, Su Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and smiled: "I'm scared to death, the scale is indeed broken!"
Ye Xingyu couldn't hold himself any longer and said with a smile: "The scale is not broken, it's just that you have gained weight!"
"You fart!" Su Yi actually swore, glaring and yelling, "How can I weigh more than 130 kilograms, do you think I'm a pig?"
Ye Xingyu explained: "The bodies of ancient warriors are different from ordinary people. The density of muscles and bones is relatively high. Both of you have been transformed by the Yijin Marrow Cleansing Pill, so you have gained weight."
"Ah?" Su Yi opened her mouth wide, expressing surprise.
"But it doesn't matter. Although the weight has increased, it will not make you fat. If you don't believe me, just look in the mirror. It seems that you are still thinner than before." Ye Xingyu knew what Su Yi was worried about and continued.
After hearing this, Su Yi actually took a look in the mirror. She didn't seem to have lost anything, but it was true that she hadn't gained weight, so she felt relieved.
At this time, Ye Xingyu's cell phone rang, and he received a call from Zhuang Jing.
"Xingyu, where are you now?" Zhuang Jing's voice sounded a little anxious.
Ye Xingyu replied: "I'm at my friend's place, what's wrong?"
"I'm having some trouble here. Niu Niu was also caught. I'm afraid you have to come over..."
Afterwards, Zhuang Jing quickly told the whole story, and finally said apologetically: "The Song family and the Hua family are both giants, and we, the bankers, can't afford to offend them. If it weren't for Niuniu, I wouldn't want to involve you."
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Ye Xingyu didn't care, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it's not a big deal. Just tell me your address and I'll be there right away."
Hearing his answer, Zhuang Jing immediately felt at ease and gave the address as he was told.
After the call ended, Ye Xingyu said hello to Su Yi and Xue Qing: "I have something to go out for a while and will come back later. Practice more when you have time, don't just play!"
I don't know if they heard it, but Ye Xingyu left the basement as soon as he finished speaking.
Not long after that, he drove to the Bar Street in Xinyang District, turned around and took a few more glances, and found the high-end bar Zhuang Jing had mentioned.
Zhuang Ning obeyed his sister's orders and waited at the door. When he saw Ye Xingyu appear, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Ye, good evening, I will trouble you again this time!"
"It's not troublesome. After all, it was my cat who caused the trouble, and it also hurts you." Ye Xingyu smiled and waved his hands, his attitude was very humble.
Later, Zhuang Ning led Ye Xingyu into the bar and soon met Zhuang Jing.
Zhong Yang and Liang Shaofan, two second-generation officials, were waiting to watch the fun and found that the helper Zhuang Jing had found was Ye Xingyu. They couldn't help but smile at each other, hoping that Ye Xingyu would have a head-on conflict with the Hua family's eldest son.
Ye Xingyu glanced around and saw the facial features and expressions of everyone in the bar, completely unaffected by the lights.
Of course he also saw Zhong Yang and Liang Shaofan, but he didn't care about these two little ants at all. He walked straight to Zhuang Jing and sat down next to her.
Zhuang Ning also ran over, but he didn't dare to sit down. He just stood cautiously behind his sister, with a hunched posture like a humble servant, which was not at all in line with his status as a rich man.
Grain
After all, Zhuang Ning is not very capable and has a somewhat weak personality. He starts to get timid when encountering big scenes.
The captured little black cat had already noticed Ye Xingyu's arrival and wanted to get rid of Hua Zeyu's control. However, as soon as it moved, it was firmly grasped by a hand and could not escape.
The helpless black girl could only look at Ye Xingyu pitifully, hoping that the other party could rescue her from the clutches of the devil.
Hua Zeyu didn't even raise her head, she just played with the kitten and didn't pay attention to Ye Xingyu who was sitting opposite.
The Song siblings were sitting on either side of Hua Zeyu, looking at the visitors opposite with interest.
However, Song Chunxue smiled and maintained her demeanor, while Song Xiayang put on a foul face and was obviously hostile.
Ye Xingyu was not polite, poured himself half a glass of red wine, took a sip, and praised: "It is indeed a good wine!"
Song Xiayang couldn't help but sneer: "How can a person like you judge good from bad?"
No wonder Song Xiayang looked down on him. He knew with just one glance that Ye Xingyu was not an insider. He was dressed very ordinary and behaved very casually. He was not like the wealthy young men around him who were wearing famous brands and showing off everywhere.
Ye Xingyu had a carefree smile on his face, but without even looking at Song Xiayang, he shook his glass gently and said to himself: "Chambertin Pinot Noir 18 years old, from Chateau Dujac in Burgundy. , I didn’t expect to be able to taste the aftertaste here, it seems I’m lucky today!”
In one simple sentence, the origin of the wine in the glass is revealed, which is bound to make people feel surprised.
"Are you talking nonsense?" Song Xiayang didn't believe it and subconsciously thought that the other party was talking nonsense.
"He's right. I just happened to read the label on the wine bottle. It's indeed Chambertin Pinot Noir." It was Song Chunxue who spoke out, and she said it with certainty.
Even though the wine bottle had been taken away, Song Chunxue testified in person, so Song Xiayang couldn't help but not believe it.
Song Xiayang did not dare to have the slightest doubt about his own sister, because Song Chunxue had learned cooking skills since she was a child and had profound attainments. She also studied wine and even developed a habit of always paying attention to what she ate and drank. something.
Perhaps this is related to the family inheritance of the Song family. After all, the Song family operates the catering industry, and as long as it has anything to do with eating and drinking, it is inevitable to pay attention to it.
In these aspects, Song Xiayang was far less sensitive than Song Chunxue, so he couldn't tell what kind of wine it was, and he was too lazy to read the bottle label.
However, since it was confirmed by his own family members, Song Xiayang could not argue, so he could only snort and said, "The cat you raised scratched someone, what do you think should be done?"
After saying that, he stretched out his right hand to show the scars on the back of his hand.
Ye Xingyu replied calmly: "My cat is very well-behaved and usually won't hurt people. Unless someone messes with it, it's his own fault."
"You're such a self-inflicted person!" Song Xiayang was so angry that he slammed the table and threatened viciously: "Believe it or not, I'll ask someone to kill you right away!"
Ye Xingyu raised his head with a smile, looked at the bodyguards in black standing behind Song Xiayang, and asked lazily: "Just a few of them?"
"What? Do you think I'm kidding you?" Ye Xingyu's disdainful attitude made Song Xiayang very angry. He didn't want to say any more nonsense, so he just waved his hand towards the back and coldly ordered, "Slap him a few times first. , throw it out again!"
Several bodyguards immediately took action and surrounded him from left to right, full of murderous intent.