Spoil the Great Lady

He Nian followed Chu Zhixuan down the mountain in silence, her head hanging down and silent, looking pitiful.

Chu Zhixuan sighed, opened the door of the co-pilot, let her sit in, and fastened her seat belt.

"Are you hungry?" As he drove the car up the main road, he turned his head to ask the people around him.

He Nian looked up at him in a daze, with a few drops of mist on his eyelashes, and his apricot eyes were bright and attractive.

Chu Zhixuan coughed slightly and looked away.

He Nian reacted, "Hungry."

Chu Zhixuan's suit jacket was thrown in the back seat. At this time, he was only wearing a plain white shirt.

He Nian reached out and took a piece of paper, and then sniffed. She knew that there must be something on his expensive shirt.

She didn't want to pay the dress because it was too expensive.

He Nian picked up the phone while thinking.

When you opened it, there were 59 missed calls, all of which belonged to Chu Zhixuan and Wang Meng.

She froze, and it showed the latest short message from Wang Meng: "He Xiaonian where are you? I won't let you go if you don't come out again! Do you know if you leave without saying a word? We are very worried!"

He Nian was somewhat silent.

Then he turned his head and looked at the person who was driving seriously. There was no light in the car, and Qingjun's silhouette was faintly seen, "Well, would you like to have dinner tonight?"

She had just finished crying, her voice was dumb and her nasal voice was very strong.

Chu Zhixuan was inexplicably irritable.

The car turned one turn after another, and his beautiful eyebrows were still frowning. Hearing her voice, he turned his head and sighed, "Stop talking."

He Nian: "..."

The car finally stopped at Bangfeng Pavilion,

This is a private restaurant with pure taste. Many people can't stop eating at all. It is open 24 hours. Many people come here. Most of them need to be positioned several days in advance, otherwise they will not be able to queue at all.

At this time, it was almost 11 o'clock in the evening, and there were still few people.

He Nian has heard a little bit about this place, but it is also the first time to come to this place.

She followed Chu Zhixuan, her eyes scanned the surroundings, the decoration was very elegant, and the post-modern style was very strong, which reminded her of the style of the reception room in the mansion.

This kind of atmosphere is easy to relax, and He Nian feels that some of her depressed emotions have been let go a lot.

As soon as Chu Zhixuan entered, the person at the front desk respectfully led the way. He has a private room for the whole year.

After He Nian learned about it later, he kept talking about him burning money.

"What do you want to eat?" Chu Zhixuan raised his hand to let him go out, then dragged out the stool beside him to let He Nian sit down, and asked her with his head down.

The angle of the head is just right to see her eyes clearly.

He Nian was looking at this small room, and when he heard Chu Zhixuan's words, he shook his head slightly, indicating that he could do anything.

When you have no appetite, you don't care what you eat.

Seeing this, Chu Zhixuan didn't speak, he leaned forward and poured a cup of tea in front of her, then shook the bell on the table, and soon a man wearing a big white hat came in.

The chef's body is neat and clean, and Chu Zhixuan's critical eyes are less.

"Young Master Chu, do you need something?" The visitor is the chief chef here. This is the first time he was summoned by this young master. To be honest, although Young Master Chu has set a new year box here, he is here. There are very few times. Generally, the chefs here are not called when they come. They just sit in the box for an afternoon or drink a pot of tea.

Every time Chu Zhixuan came, the boss here would personally entertain him.

His status is honorable, and the chef dare not neglect at all.

Be careful, but still couldn't help but look up at the girl next to Chu Zhixuan, secretly surprised, Chu Shao brought a woman over?

This is really the first time I have seen it.

"Lemon salmon, Song Sao's fish soup, vegetarian broccoli, um, another plate of signature dishes here." Chu Zhixuan flipped over the wooden sign hanging around the table and picked a few dishes from the top.

The chef froze for a moment, and then went out in response.

Very ordinary dishes, this customer is here now just to eat these?

The ideas of the rich are simply incomprehensible.

The chef shook his head and returned to the kitchen room, put these dishes to the front, and rushed to prepare them as soon as possible.

The owner of Wanfeng Pavilion is a beautiful woman, whose name is Qin Wanfeng, a very classical name. She has many suitors, but she has always been among the grass, and she never touches her body.

Her ability to manage Bangfeng Pavilion to this level cannot be underestimated.

Most people in Beijing are selling her face.

She rarely shows up here. Today is the end of the moon just in time for her to check the accounts. At this time, she heard that Chu Zhixuan was here, and she couldn't believe it. He hadn't been here for a long time.

Qin Wanfeng felt that this was fate.

In the box, He Nian sat for a while, but couldn't sit still.

She took a sip of tea, suppressed the nausea, and then went out to the bathroom.

Rejected Chu Zhixuan's company.

Chu Zhixuan got up and opened the box door. After watching He Nian go out, he thought for a while, and felt that she was awkward, so he didn't follow.

He returned to the box to put away the tea in He Nian's seat, lest she drink it uncontrollably again later.

At this time, there was another knock on the door, and he said lightly, "Come in."

I've never ordered food before, and I didn't expect the food to be served here very fast.

When Qin Wanfeng came in, he was pressing the lid to pour tea into the celadon cup, and the delicate outline became clearer under the light.

Just a silhouette suddenly messed up the rhythm of her breathing.

After pouring the tea, the light in front of me was dimmed.

Chu Zhixuan looked up and found that the person was Qin Wanfeng, his eyebrows were slightly invisible, and he put the teapot on the table.

Then he turned his head, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his tone was humble and alienated, "Boss Qin."

Qin Wanfeng returned to his senses, stroked the hair that had slipped to his chest, and smiled, showing the standard eight teeth. His movements are elegant. Although he is not from a wealthy family, he is not lost to Lin Sihan. This is probably the current netizens. The goddess in the mouth.

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