When I arrived at the restaurant, it was still early, so Qiao Weiliang called the waiter and learned about all the dishes on the menu first.

She changed into a milky white one-shoulder evening dress, and only painted a very light makeup, from the neck to the collarbone to the fair and round shoulders, everything was not exquisite.

Her hair was pulled up high, revealing her soft features, which was completely different from the usual arrogant and stubborn Qiao Weiliang.

She raised her head and talked to the waiter in a low voice, with a just right smile on her face, elegant and polite, like a well-educated celebrity nobleman, and she couldn't tell that she was a notorious woman in the circle.

How many sides does this woman have? She seems to be very good at disguise, and she seems to have never been just herself.

As soon as he finished asking and handed the menu back to the waiter, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes pushed the door and walked in, followed by a handsome guy in a tracksuit.

For Qiao Weiliang and Ji Zhen, this handsome guy is no stranger, they just separated from the airport a few hours ago.

Slightly stunned, Qiao Weiliang and Ji Zhen got up at the same time to meet them, and Qiao Weiliang deliberately walked one step behind Ji Zhen.

"Hello Mr. John, I'm Ji Zhen, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

Ji Zhen greets in fluent English, the pronunciation is very standard, and the voice is mellow, which is unspeakably good.

Mr. John smiled and shook hands with him, his eyes kept looking at Ji Zhen.

He thought, this is really a typical oriental man, this person's facial features are deep, handsome and handsome, his facial contours are hard, his eyes exude a wise cold glow, and his calm and cold aura forms a unique personal charm, which is enough to attract the attention of any woman.

"Mr. Ji, hello, you have a very attractive temperament. ”

After looking at it, Mr. John gave an evaluation, which was not a low compliment.

Ji Zhen said thank you, let go of his hand, and behaved in honor and disgrace.

Qiao Weiliang stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. John, hello, I am Mr. Ji's agent, and I am honored to invite a master like you to shoot." ”

Mr. John looked at Qiao Weiliang, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes: "Miss Qiao, have we ever met?"

Qiao Weiliang was about to speak, but Ah Jin, who had been standing quietly behind him, couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh, Dad, she's Qiao!"

Mr. John suddenly realized that Qiao Weiliang originally thought that tonight's meal would be very laborious, but because of Ah Jin's unexpected addition, this meal was much easier than Qiao Weiliang imagined.

Mr. John became extremely talkative, and he was basically satisfied with Ji Zhen, and almost all the topics at the dinner table were on Qiao Weiliang.

"Joe, you're very good-looking, like your dad. ”

Mr. John praised it, and Qiao Wei said thank you generously, and suggested that the theme of this shooting be a little more bloody, such as survival in the wilderness, showing the struggle between man and nature.

Mr. John agreed without saying a word, and then asked, "Joe, where is your father now, and if I may, next time I would like to climb the mountain with him and take a few pictures, he is just perfect." ”

“……”

Qiao Weiliang's action of peeling oysters paused, the shell was a little sharp, his fingertips hurt, and there were red blood beads overflowing.

Qiao was slightly stunned for a moment, took out a tissue to wipe it off, and replied in a low voice: "It's a pity that Mr. John's hope may not be realized." ”

Thinking that Qiao Weiliang had any concerns, Mr. John continued: "Don't worry about the itinerary, as long as he has time, I can fly directly to him." ”

"It's not a matter of the itinerary. Qiao Weiliang replied, lowering her eyes to prevent others from seeing the sadness in her eyes: "Mr. John, my father has passed away due to an accident. ”

"Oh! no! How could God take the life of such a genius!"

Mr. John stood up excitedly as he spoke, the table was shaken by him, and a plate fell, making a loud noise, and the other people in the restaurant looked over, but he didn't realize it, and only looked at Qiao Wei Liang in disbelief: "Joe, what you said is not true, right?"

Mr. John asked urgently, Qiao Weiliang didn't answer, sat there with her head down, and from Ji Zhen's point of view, her whole person was shrouded in shadows, lonely and helpless.

Like an abandoned child.

Isn't this damn woman so eloquent? Why can't she speak now?

"Joe......"

Mr. John wanted to ask again, Ji Zhen put down the tableware in his hand with a 'snap', and reached out to wrap his hand around Qiao Weiliang's shoulder: "Mr. John, please control your emotions, my wife will not joke about such things." ”