The destination was a high-end French restaurant in the sky, and he took the elevator to the top floor of the high-rise building, and Song Huayi followed Bai Zhoucen to the restaurant.

She has seen the world, but the luxury of this restaurant is still staggering.

If it weren't for Bai Zhoucen with her, she would have walked in by herself, and it is estimated that her footsteps would have been empty.

The dining room was bigger than she had expected, and she walked deeper into the hall outside, looking out the window as if she had arrived in a fairyland among the clouds, which was unreal.

Walking through the corridor and pushing open a double-open wooden door, Song Huayi showed that he saw a room full of flowers, as if an unexplored secret garden, surrounded by flowers and plants, there was a long dining table, and there were more than a dozen people sitting on both sides of the long table, Zhan Shaoyin was also among them, and at this moment he was standing up to look at Song Huayi, beckoning to her, and motioning for her to come to him.

Because of Zhan Shaoyin's actions, everyone in the room turned their attention to Song Huayi, and she was embarrassed to be watched by so many people.

Before she came, she thought that Zhan Shaoyin was probably eating with customers and the like, and asked her to come over for a meal together, but she didn't expect it to be such a formal scene, and she didn't even clean up and dress up.

Looking at the people at the table, the men were all wearing formal suits, the women were all wearing professional makeup, each of them looked like they had been carefully dressed, and there were two Western girls, wearing more ceremonious dresses, which could be said to be all dressed up.

And Song Huayi didn't think about it so much before he came, it was the casual dress when he got out of the car, the upper body was wrapped in a thick sweater that was turned out of the cabinet in the morning because of the cooling, the lower body was paired with a pair of small black pants and a pair of white sneakers, and she was holding a black coat she brought to Zhan Shaoyin.

Walking on the street is still youthful and beautiful, but it is obviously a little out of place for such a formal occasion.

Especially thinking of Meng Qianjun, who had laughed at her clothes before, saying that she had embarrassed Zhan Shaoyin.

So this time, Song Huayi hung his head slightly, losing his former self-confidence.

Under the gaze of everyone, Song Huayi walked to Zhan Shaoyin's side and sat down in the vacant seat he had left for her.

Fortunately, no one put the topic on her.

Because the customers are all foreigners, the communication is in French, the simple context Song Huayi can understand in front of him, this kind of topic on the work Song Huayi is a little confused, let alone in French, even in Chinese she may not be able to understand, just eat quietly.

The waiter came to serve the food, and one of them brought a plate of delicately presented meat in front of him.

Song Huayi didn't know what kind of meat it was, but it was only a small lump, and she picked up the fork in her hand and was ready to taste it.

As soon as the fork reached the edge of the plate, a hand reached over and took the plate away.

Song Huayi looked at Zhan Shaoyin who took her plate in confusion, only to see Zhan Shaoyin put the ball of meat on his plate.

There is not much French food in the first place, and it is only a little bit in the middle of the day, and the table manners are not all eaten by yourself

Song Huayi glared at Zhan Shaoyin dissatisfied, Zhan Shaoyin returned the empty plate to her, and whispered to her, "Lobster meat, you can't eat it." ”

Hearing this, Song Huayi understood his intentions, but she had been hungry for seafood for a long time, "It's okay to eat a little bit." ”

"It's okay if you don't eat a little bit."

As he spoke, he put the lobster meat in his mouth.

Song Huayi whispered a "hum" ,-->>

He took a sip of the fruit wine in front of him.

When the snails were served later, Zhan Shaoyin gave her two snails on his own plate, and Song Huayi felt that he had earned it back.

The others at the table were chatting about work, and no one paid attention to what the two of them were doing.

Song Huayi has eaten and drunk enough, these people are still talking, and they won't be able to leave for a while.

She played with her mobile phone, and suddenly saw the "scumbag palmistry test chart" sent by Wei Xiangmu in the dormitory group, so she put her eyes on Zhan Shaoyin's hand.

Song Huayi quietly tugged at his sleeve under the table, Zhan Shaoyin glanced at her sideways, and Song Huayi whispered, "Give me your hand." ”

Zhan Shaoyin didn't know what she wanted to do, so she just put her hand off the table and let her play with it, and then continued to listen to the other party's representatives' words.

Song Huayi grabbed his hand and put it on his lap, and compared it to the picture on his mobile phone, observing his hand prints.

His hands are big, bony and slender, and the hand lines are also very clean, one by one, Song Huayi breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't have any of the so-called scumbag hand prints on the picture.

Although I don't know if the judgment on this picture is reliable, Song Huayi is psychologically more comfortable.

"Counting My Fortune"

Zhan Shaoyin asked her in a low voice.

Hearing his voice, Song Huayi raised his head and smiled at him, nodded and said, "That's right." ”

"Figured out what"

Song Huayi analyzed in a good way and said, "Fate says that you will meet a girl named Song Huayi, she is your true daughter, you have to cherish her." ”

Zhan Shaoyin smiled, and grabbed her hand in the palm of her hand with her backhand, "Sleepy or not"

Song Huayi shook her head, although she was used to taking a nap at noon, it didn't matter if she slept with him or not, it was just a little boring to stay here.

Because she couldn't understand what they were talking about, Zhan Shaoyin was working, and she couldn't pull him to play with her, so she could only play by herself.

Zhan Shaoyin seemed to see her boredom, and said, "I'll leave immediately, but I still have to go out to do something, you go back to the hotel and wait for me first."

Song Huayi didn't ask him what he was going to do, nor did he say that he wanted to go with him, but just nodded obediently, handed him the black coat that carried her leg and said, "You take this dress with you." ”

Zhan Shaoyin is actually not cold, although it has cooled down, he is either indoors or in the car most of the time, but since she sent him all the way, this is not a matter of clothes or clothes, it is her love for him.

In the few days when she was separated from the business trip, she would send him messages every day to tell him that she missed him.

Since she confessed her heart to him, she doesn't seem to hide it anymore, she expresses her love for him all the time, and she has become more clingy than before, even if she is not together, she will always send messages saying that she misses him or something.

In fact, he missed her very much, and he was so happy that he couldn't sleep when he heard that she was coming over last night.

After talking about things, Zhan Shaoyin first sent Song Huayi back to the hotel, and then left the hotel with Bai Zhoucen.

Now Song Huayi is not as good as before, always wondering if he went out to find another woman or something, and he is a lot more relieved.

Lying on the big bed in the hotel, she played two push tower games, won one and lost the other, and felt that it was not interesting for Shaoyin to take her to fight, so she put down her mobile phone and got into the quilt, and fell asleep after a while.