26. LUNCH.

 

TN:\\ WARNING : GROSS CONTENT, DON’T READ WHILE EATING.

 

Dong Ling Ce patted the seat next to him: “Sit here.”

Bao Ye sat down, and immediately smelled the faint fragrance emanating from Dong Ling Ce.

He looked at the wooden delivery cart in front. On the first layer, were red wine and wine glasses, and on the second layer were two plates covered with stainless steel round high lids. Reminiscent of an exquisite meal inside.

Bao Ye raised his eyebrows, does he really want to treat him to dinner?

He looked at Dong Ling Ce, who was smiling even more bewitchingly, and found that this psycho was different from other slave owners.

When facing the slaves, the slave owners will always put on a superior front, showing all kinds of contempt and disgust in their eyes. They think that slaves are the dirtiest and most lowly things in the world, and they will never let slaves come within one meter of them.

But Dong Ling Ce looked at him not only without contempt, but also never thought he was dirty, and let him sit beside him in his limo, but he still didn’t know his purpose.

Dong Ling Ce gently pushed the red wine bottle on the seat beside him with his index finger and said, “I’m going to have a dinner party in my villa tonight, there will be many demigods coming to my villa, and taste the fine red wine. This is my favorite wine bottle. This wine not only has a provocative color, but also has an intoxicating fragrance, so, before drinking the wine, I will always take a deep sniff of the wine glass…”

His voice was sexy and charming, as he imitated the motion of sniffing the wine: “You can taste the fragrance of the red wine, and then…”

At this point, Dong Ling Ce stopped abruptly, squinting at Bao Ye: “After the pus and blood from the sarcoma on your face flowed into my red wine, I haven’t drunk it again.”

Bao Ye sneered: “You invited me to dinner just to say that?”

Dong Ling Ce raised the corner of his mouth meaningfully. Looking out the window, he said with a smile, “Here we are.”

Following the words, the limousine stopped.

Bao Ye looked around, they were near the construction site.

Since it was lunch time, the slaves hid in the caves for lunch, so the construction site was very quiet.

“What do you want me to do here?”

“Eat.”

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Bao Ye.

Bao Ye glanced at Dong Ling Ce, got out of the car and asked, “My Lord, do you want me to help you get out of the car?”

That was the question, but he didn’t have any intention to help him.

Dong Ling raised his eyebrows: “I’m full.”

“You’ve already ate?” Bao Ye squinted his eyes and thought to himself: This psychopath couldn’t be playing some kind of game again, right?

The driver lifted the food delivery cart out of the car: “Young Master Jin, please follow me.”

Bao Ye thought that Dong Ling Ce would not kill him, so he left with the driver.

Along the way, the driver did not speak.

Bao Ye glanced left and right to observe the surrounding situation. Although he didn’t stay here for a long time, the place was very empty, and it was easy to remember what buildings were near the construction site.

Seeing the driver walking straight ahead, he couldn’t help looking to the distance ahead, and a dilapidated big wooden house fell into his eyes.

The corners of Bao Ye’s eyes twitched violently.

He remembered that the dilapidated big wooden house was a simple toilet used by slaves. Its structure was similar to that of ancient toilets. It was built on top of a cesspool, and a few wooden planks were laid inside. Then, the slaves will squat on two large wooden planks, and relieve themselves.

When the slaves were in there, they could clearly hear the sound of excrement falling into the cesspool.

 

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