"Did you hear that?"

Tang Ningxue asked, and Lin Feng nodded.

"Ning Xue, things will change, don't worry. ”

Lin Feng's inadvertent comfort made Tang Ningxue feel warm in her heart.

In the past three years, although Tang Ningxue and Lin Feng have had very little communication, Tang Ningxue still sees what Lin Feng has done.

Not to mention anything else, no matter how hard and tiring the work is, Lin Feng has no complaints at all.

Three meals a day, taking care of the family in an orderly manner, just by virtue of this, how many men in the world can do it?

However, I don't know why, Tang Ningxue naturally looked down on Lin Feng, which was related to the fact that she was forced by her grandfather and father to marry Lin Feng.

It's just that Tang Ningxue doesn't want to admit it.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, let's go, the third uncle asked us to eat. ”

As she spoke, Tang Ningxue picked up her satchel and walked out of the office first.

Following behind, Lin Feng felt a strange feeling in his heart, how could the well-behaved third uncle suddenly invite them to dinner?

On the road, Tang Ningxue drove, Lin Feng sat in the passenger seat, and the drive of more than half an hour was probably the most they had said in the past three years.

Tang Ningxue told Lin Feng the intention of the third uncle to invite them to dinner, and did not avoid Song Ming's question at all.

And Lin Feng always maintained an indifferent attitude when he listened, and his eyes kept staring at the scenery speeding by outside the window.

"What's the matter, are you afraid of Song Ming's rival?"

Tang Ningxue asked tentatively, while Lin Feng twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

"No! he doesn't even have the identity of a rival. ”

Lin Feng's sudden burst of confidence made Tang Ningxue stunned for a moment.

I don't know why, Tang Ningxue felt that Lin Feng had given her a feeling she had never felt before.

Isn't he the kind of waste he thinks he is?

The confusion continued until they reached the Saint-Fadi restaurant.

This is a pure European-style enamel restaurant, which has been open for a year and has become the most famous western restaurant in Haicheng.

The waiters used in the store are all enamel, not to mention the decoration, which is simply an authentic restoration of the enamel romance.

As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Feng walked to the cab and opened the car door for Tang Ningxue.

"Thank you!" Tang Ningxue carried the bag in one hand, stepped out of the car, and a slender jade hand wrapped around Lin Feng's arm.

Happiness came so suddenly, Lin Feng was a little unexpected.

Looking at Tang Ningxue, who had a gentle face, Lin Feng's heart warmed.

Without the indifference at home, Lin Feng only felt that Tang Ningxue was so beautiful that people couldn't breathe.

At this time, Tang Ningxue was holding Lin Feng's arm, and she already looked like a little woman, which made Lin Feng feel excited.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and hugged Tang Ningxue's willow waist, but the moment he touched it, the slender and soft feeling made Lin Feng feel like he was dreaming.

"It's hard to get your hands open!"

The beautiful atmosphere was ruined by Tang Ningxue's cold words.

Lin Feng touched his chin awkwardly and reluctantly moved his hand away.

"You listen to me, you will do two things at a time, first, we pretend to be extremely affectionate, you have to help me make Song Ming retreat, second, when ordering, don't say anything, the menu of this restaurant is all enamel, you can't understand it, just listen to me!"

Tang Ningxue's words made Lin Feng feel disdainful for a while, but a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Promise to complete my wife......'s task!

"Just what?"

"It's just, does love need to be pretended?"

When the words fell, Lin Feng suddenly hugged Tang Ningxue again, this sudden domineering made Tang Ningxue a little unexpected.

"Shhhh ”

Lin Feng's words instantly woke up Tang Ningxue.

Indeed, if he can't stand this level, how can this make Song Ming retreat?

Thinking of this, Tang Ningxue stopped struggling.

Holding Lin Feng's arm, Tang Ningxue and Lin Feng pushed open the door and walked into the restaurant.

I have to say that Tang Ningxue's perfect figure and impeccable face suddenly attracted the attention of countless people, including countless foreign friends.

On the contrary, Lin Feng beside Tang Ningxue made everyone feel disgusted like a toad eating swan meat.

It's no wonder that the clothes Lin Feng was wearing were extremely simple, and if he was thrown in the crowd, he would definitely not make people want to take a second look.

However, Lin Feng didn't care what others thought of him.

The things he experienced may not be enough for a large family, and many things are naturally underestimated by him.

The beautiful symphony reverberates in the restaurant, the dim light highlights a warm romantic sense of the whole Saint-French restaurant, the diners in this meal, the body and mind have been sublimated, the waiter is polite, and the appearance of all foreign colors suddenly gives people a sense of nobility, which also makes the guests, very consciously affectionate and elegant.

Looking at the decoration and atmosphere in the restaurant, Lin Feng shook his head slightly.

"Although the atmosphere and environment are deliberately created, the skin that lacks the soul is just the same. ”

Lin Feng's self-talk attracted Tang Ningxue's attention.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, I think this decorator lacks a bit of fire. ”

Aoxue Group's business includes decoration design, and Tang Ningxue herself is also a well-known designer in China.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, she asked with interest, "Tell me, what do you think is wrong?"

"First of all, classical jazz should be used, not symphony; secondly, the light is too dim, not bright enough, although it feels warm and romantic, but after staying for a long time, it will make people drowsy, and finally, the most important place, the enamel western restaurant pays attention to giving people a feeling of upper society, but the decoration of this restaurant, I can't see any high-end atmosphere on the high-end, on the contrary, there are many cheap stalls, just those who don't know how to do it. ”

Lin Feng's words made Tang Ningxue raise her eyebrows, and she looked sideways slightly, feeling impressed.

Being said by Lin Feng, Tang Ningxue did realize the problem of this restaurant, but she couldn't understand why Lin Feng understood this?

"You studied design?"

"Why, I wasn't abroad before, it's just hearsay. ”

Lin Feng smiled and casually made up a reason, which made Tang Ningxue's good impression just mentioned disappear again.

I thought he had really studied design, and it wouldn't have been perceived as useless, but he just listened to it.

disappointed, helpless, made Tang Ningxue feel unspeakably unhappy.

And at this time, a familiar voice came from the corner.

"Freezing snow, this!"

The person who spoke was none other than the third uncle, Tang Youxiang.

Lin Feng followed the voice and looked over, and found that there were three people sitting next to Tang Youxiang, one of whom was a young man about the same age as himself, who was looking at him with a soft face, and his eyes were full of hostility.

At a glance, Lin Feng knew in his heart that he was Song Ming.