The two came to the Jusheng Building. Huo Qing handed the menu to Zhou Yan with a slight smile and said, "What do you want to eat? Take your pick as you see fit."
Zhou Yan sat in his seat and politely declined:
"Just order it."
"Roast duck, beggar's chicken, braised pig's trotters, croaker, beef stew,..."
Huo Qing sat in his seat, glancing at Zhou Yan's reaction every time he announced the name of a dish. Seeing that her face remained motionless and she never planned to stop, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and continued:
“Pork ribs soup, orchid crab...”
Zhou Yan's throat rolled slightly, and she reported the names of two more dishes before she interrupted:
"Okay, don't bark too much. It's a waste if you can't finish it."
Huo Qing chuckled, stopped announcing the name of the dish, and soon the waiter served the dish.
Zhou Yan ate very quickly, but kept his eyes on the other person. When he saw that he only took two bites of each dish, he stopped using his chopsticks. It was obvious that he had eaten it often and felt a little tired.
Then 80%25 of them are really from rich families. After all, poor people pretend to be rich, and they cannot be so wasteful when faced with such expensive ingredients.
Huo Qing's lips curled up slightly: "How old are you?"
Zhou Yan paused his desire to eat and pretended to be shy:
"18 years old."
Huo Qing nodded and said:
"It's a bit too late today. Can you wait for me in front of this store tomorrow? I want you to take me shopping."
Zhou Yan agreed very readily, with a reserved face, but he did not stop eating. He quickly finished half of the dishes on the table. Before leaving, he looked at the remaining food and felt very distressed:
If I pack this back, it will be enough for me to eat for many meals.
.............
As night falls, the moonlight melts.
Su Wanyan had just come out of the shower when she saw Jiang Liting sitting by the bed taking a bite of pig intestines. She frowned and said:
"Don't sit on the bed and eat greasy food like this. It will stain the sheets."
"I eat very carefully. Besides, I'll finish it right away." After Jiang Liting finished speaking, he took a big bite of the soft pig intestine and said vaguely.
Su Wanyan frowned, moved the chair in front of the makeup mirror next to him, and then grabbed him by the collar:
"Be careful, after all, for such a big boss, it's as if he has never eaten anything."
Jiang Liting said: "The old man selling this only comes once a year. The last time I ate it was at the temple fair last year. His craftsmanship is really good."
Su Wanyan stood in front of the dressing table, applying skin care products, and said funnyly: "When you bought it, you kept saying it was delicious. Is it really that delicious?"
"It's delicious. I let you try it but you won't." Jiang Liting held a piece of pig intestine with his chopsticks and handed it to her:
"This part is the most delicious. Try it. I'm sure you like it. This old man's craftsmanship is really good. I'll buy some from him tomorrow night."
"I don't want to eat it. Keep it away from me. This is pretending to be that. It's disgusting."
Su Wanyan refused for the first time. She had a different understanding of him tonight. He had eaten all kinds of eggs, fried silkworm chrysalises, and fried locusts.
If she hadn't fallen asleep from yelling, he would probably have eaten all the weird things on that street.
Jiang Liting insisted: "It's really delicious. You will like it as soon as you try it. How will you know if you like it if you don't try it?"
Su Wanyan turned sideways and hid far away and said:
"Thank you, but I just brushed my teeth and can't eat."
Jiang Liting didn't insist anymore and filled his mouth, chatting: "Why do you brush your teeth twice every day?"
Su Wanyan was stunned for a moment, his voice stiffened and he said:
"Have you not brushed your teeth in the shower for so many nights?"
Jiang Liting paused, a little embarrassed. He probably knew that there was another gap in his living habits. He was afraid of being disliked, so he hesitated and said:
"Who brushes their teeth twice a day? Didn't I just learn that I have to brush my teeth at night?"
Su Wanyan recalled the scene of him pressing her head and kissing her in the past, and her saliva couldn't stop secreting. She wanted to spit into the trash can, but she felt it was a bit offensive, so she suppressed it.
She suddenly felt that all her teeth had become white, and she said angrily: "Unless there are irresistible factors, remember to brush my teeth at night from now on."
Jiang Liting felt that it was a bit troublesome, but still nodded and said: "I understand, Miss."
Su Wanyan continued to apply skin care products. Jiang Liming glanced at it. It was in English and he couldn't understand it at all. He said casually:
"What brand is this called?"
Su Wanyan looked in the mirror and said without paying attention:
"The Chinese translation is called Siyan."
"Cough cough cough." Jiang Liting choked on his saliva and couldn't stop coughing: "Missing Si, what's your name Yan?"
Su Wanyan patted his back:
"What are you so excited about?"
Jiang Liting's handsome face flushed red from being choked, and he grabbed her slender wrist:
"Answer my question first."
"I don't know the specifics, but it seems that these two words were mentioned in Fu Hanmu's letter before. This skin care product is really easy to use. Do you think your face is moisturized after applying it?" Su Wanyan said: "It's a pity that it's not easy to buy. It would be great if they were available in China."
Jiang Liting's mind went through words such as big names, going public, having only one child, Su Wanyan, letting her inherit the company, etc. He looked a little stiff and said:
"It will be available in China next year, and maybe the boss will personally deliver it to your door."
"Are you kidding?" Su Wanyan looked unbelieving. He covered the cosmetics like a baby and picked up a comb to comb his hair.
"Daughter-in-law, if, I mean if, there was a man who was afraid that his wife would not want him anymore because he knew that his mother was a very rich man, so he hid the letter sent by his mother-in-law informing him of his development. What would you do if you were that woman? Do?"
"So you hid the letter my mother gave me?" Su Wanyan's voice suddenly increased.
Jiang Liting's heart trembled:
"I mean what if?"
Su Wanyan's chest hurt with anger. She slapped the comb on the table, glared at him and said:
"If you're tall, get the letter quickly."
Jiang Liting put down his chopsticks hesitantly and stood up. As soon as he opened the wardrobe, Su Wanyan couldn't help but said:
"How can you be so careless about turning your clothes after washing your hands?"
Jiang Liting wanted to say that he used chopsticks when eating and they were not dirty, but he knew that he was wrong and could not say anything more.
After washing his hands, he came back and continued to look through his pockets. He looked at all the black trousers and took out more than ten pieces in a row, but couldn't find them.
He was so anxious that he scratched his head and head, not daring to look at Su Wanyan's increasingly ugly face:
It's over, it's over, the defense is too deep, even I have to defend myself.
"Where did you put them?" Su Wanyan walked over anxiously and helped to rummage through them. He piled a large pile of pants on the bed but couldn't find the envelope.
Jiang Liting rummaged through his clothes randomly and said, "It's strange. It was hidden in the pocket of his trousers at that time."
"What about the letter?"
"Before...in order to fit your clothes into the wardrobe, I seemed to have brought out a pile of clothes and pants. Could it be that they were in that pile, or maybe they were lost somewhere when I moved?"
Su Wanyan wanted to strangle him to death, and searched the rooms upstairs and downstairs, but could not find the envelope.
Jiang Liting rummaged through his trouser pockets again, making Su Wanyan anxious. He comforted:
"Don't worry, don't worry, you can definitely find her. Besides, I remember the content of the letter. She said she has no children and will come back next year to let you inherit the company."
"When did you receive this letter?" Su Wanyan crossed his arms and slapped his butt on the bed angrily.
Jiang Liting's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he was deeply afraid that she would knock the child off. He quickly supported her and placed her gently on the bed:
"Ancestor, don't be angry. I confessed everything. I received it when I was getting clothes for you the day after I brought you home."
Su Wanyan angrily changed from his previous gentle demeanor, grabbed his collar, and said angrily:
"You bastard."
Jiang Liting hugged her and shied away:
"Look, look, it's my fault. If I didn't hide it, you wouldn't have run away right then and there."
