Tang Weiwei saw Jia Qianqian's arrival, and the whole person began to become bad. She had a good conversation with Jia Youwei a moment ago, but at this moment, she had to think about how to face the little kid in front of her.

"Aren't you not coming?" Jia Youwei expected that his daughter would not come over for dinner, but she came. He said in a slight surprise.

"Didn't I say I wouldn't come? I just told you on the phone, I'll come when I'm in a good mood, and I won't come when I'm in a bad mood. Jia Qianqian led the fat man straight over, stopped in front of his father, and said.

"I see your mood, it doesn't seem to be very good!" Jia Youwei looked at her with a warm and angry look on his face, and he didn't know who provoked her again.

"Who said that? I'm in a good mood. Jia Qianqian's facial expression immediately changed, and he grinned at his father is teeth.

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the initiative to spread her arms, intending to ask her to carry herself to the chair and sit down. Jia Youwei had no choice but to stand up and pull out the innermost chair in the square table.

He turned his body sideways, moved outward, stretched out his hands, picked up his daughter in a half-squat, walked up again, turned around again, moved inward, and sat down on the chair.

The fat man walked slowly around Jia Youwei's chair from the spare space next to him. It obediently squatted in the middle of the chairs next to each other.

"How did you get here?" Tang Weiwei only saw the little Lori and the ancient English shepherd dog beside her, but he didn't see another adult, so he was very curious.

"Take a taxi. Jia Qianqian replied bluntly.

"Just you and your dog, aren't you worried about meeting bad guys?" Tang Weiwei really admired her bold courage on the one hand, and scared her not jokingly on the other hand.

"If anyone has bad intentions towards me, then I will tell the fat man to open his mouth and bite him to death. Jia Qianqian also replied not jokingly.

Tang Weiwei suddenly didn't know how to continue chatting with her for a while. A solo date with her dad was a waste.

So, Tang raised his wine glass slightly depressedly and drank all the aperitifs in it. She hoped that little Lori wouldn't hit herself like last time. I don't expect the other party to be intimate at all.

The lobby manager ran over again and said with a smile on his face: "Miss, I'll bring you a glass of your favorite fresh orange juice first." ”

Jia Qianqian sat on the chair with two little feet, and simply responded with the word "good".

"What do you want to eat?" said the lobby manager with a smile.

"Just like my dad!" Jia Qianqian said calmly.

The lobby manager answered the word "yes", and before he could turn around and leave, he heard her add again: "Double portion." ”

"Understand, I won't forget that there's another one for it. The lobby manager looked at her and stroked the ancient English shepherd who was squatting next to her.

Tang Weiwei is an out-and-out rich second generation, and it will be the first time to see a dog eating Western food as expensive as a human. While I was surprised, I couldn't help but think that the Jia family was a nouveau riche, but I didn't expect that the father and daughter of the Jia family would treat the fat man as a family member, especially Jia Qianqian. Whatever she eats, then it eats what it eats, without discrimination.

"Makes you laugh. My daughter is so pampered. Jia Youwei saw the unnatural expression on Tang Weiwei's face, so he explained euphemistically.

"The eldest lady should enjoy the treatment of the eldest lady. Tang said slightly.

"Why don't I feel like I'm living the life of an eldest lady? Old Jia, didn't you tell me about Jia Yuanchun in "Dream of Red Mansions"?

There are more than a dozen large and small maids waiting, plus many mothers-in-law, **, a total of more than 20 people are waiting for her alone. Jia Qianqian looked at his father sitting on his side and said.

"I also told you that Jia Yuanchun's father, Jia Zheng, is not only her daughter, but also four other children. Jia Baoyu, born to Mrs. Wang, and her deceased eldest son, Jia Zhu. Aunt Zhao's Jia Tanchun, Jia Huan. Jia Youwei knew that she was going to do ghost Taoism again.

"Oh...... You mean to give birth to four more siblings. Do you plan to have sex with her, or with other women?" Jia Qianqian's head turned quickly, and he pointed to Tang Weiwei meaningfully.

Tang Weiwei was surprised and overjoyed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be more or less embarrassed. Even if he has a lot of good feelings for Jia Youwei, he has not yet reached the point of talking about marriage, and he has no plans to have children.

"When you grow up and become an adult, should you also make sacrifices for your family and marry into the palace?" Jia Youwei said slowly.

"Even if I wanted to, it wasn't possible. The emperor has long been inhabited in the Forbidden City. If I marry the emperor, I don't want to be a virtuous concubine, I will be the queen's mother directly. Jia Qian Qian said sharply.

"I really want to know, who will dare to marry you in the future?" Jia Youwei said with tears and laughter.

"Didn't you tell me that there is always a boy in this world who is silently waiting for me, looking for me. Jia Qianqian said like a cherry ball.

Jia Youwei smiled and stretched out a palm and touched his daughter's little head. Even she doesn't know what she's thinking about in her head, sometimes like a little adult, sometimes unbelievable, sometimes innocent......

Jia Qianqian moved his little body sideways, began to face Tang Weiwei, and said in a milky voice: "Auntie, you and my father are not in the right place, the household is not right, and it is really not suitable."

Although your family has some money, in the minds of ordinary people, you are the second generation of rich, but compared to our family, you are a woman who wants to fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

I'll tell you the truth, your restaurant is just one of the insignificant properties in our family. The entire 1,200-meter-long Ning Rong Street is owned by our family. ”

Tang Weiwei wouldn't believe what an eight-year-old kid said to her. Even if he realized that Jia Youwei had some money, it would not reach such a monstrous level of wealth.

"Here, along with the entire Ning Rong Street, is yours, how rich is that? You have blown all the cowhides!" Tang couldn't help but laugh slightly.

Jia Qianqian said to the lobby manager who brought him a glass of fresh orange juice: "It's up to you to tell her, am I bragging?"

"Absolutely not. Not only is this the top French restaurant in China, but also Ningrong Street is the property of the Jia family.

In addition, the Jia family has more industries that I don't know about at home and abroad. The lobby manager put the fresh orange juice in front of the eldest lady, and looked at Tang Weiwei with a serious expression without smiling.