Chapter 697: Marry Your Daughter to Me, Okay?

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Lin Tian was taken into the car by Ding Kesong, and Zhao Lingguang was also honored to get into the car after being criticized and educated by the police.

After driving for about 20 minutes, the car stopped at the door of a restaurant called 'Qixiang Restaurant'.

The restaurant as a whole is in the ancient Chinese architectural style, with four mahogany pillars standing on both sides of the door, and four golden dragons carved on them, which are lifelike and vivid.

There is a plaque on the top of the gate of the restaurant, and there are four gilded characters in the plaque of 'Qixiang Restaurant', and the pen is written by the veteran of China.

On the plaque inscribed by the boss himself, there are many guests in this restaurant who come to eat.

Lin Tian and Zhao Lingguang were taken into a box on the second floor of the restaurant, and at this time, there were Ding Miaoke and Ding Miaoxin in the box.

Lin Tian was slightly stunned, but he was not much surprised, Ding Kesong was here, and it was normal for his two daughters to come for a meal.

Today's Ding Miaoke and Ding Miaoxin were very quiet, except for looking at Lin Tian with four eyes, there was no small movement.

"You sit casually, and you're welcome." Ding Kesong beckoned the two to sit down, then pointed to the two daughters and said, "Let me introduce to you, these are my two daughters, Ding Miaoke and Ding Miaoxin." ”

In fact, Lin Tian and the two have known each other for a long time, but Ding Kesong doesn't know it yet.

"Hello two young ladies." Lin Tian said with a smile.

"You...... Hello. Ding Miaoke replied in a trembling voice, feeling that she was very nervous, and reached out to pinch her sister's thigh.

"Hello." Ding Miao grinned in distress, and tears flashed in her eyes. But she endured it anyway.

"These two kids are usually quirky, don't mind." Dinkson smiled apologetically. I didn't notice anything wrong with the two daughters.

"It's okay, get used to it...... Ahem. I mean, I've seen a lot of big ladies like this. Lin Tian coughed lightly and said.

Ding Kesong handed the menu to Lin Tian and said, "I'm having a treat today, you can order whatever you like." ”

Lin Tian took a look at the menu, they were all famous dishes in the Jiangnan area, and the prices were expensive, it seemed that Ding Kesong was quite sincere in inviting him to dinner.

But Lin Tian didn't order. Throwing the menu to Zhao Lingguang, he said, "Fatty, you have a study of eating right." Come on. ”

"Okay." Zhao Lingguang took the menu with a smile, and from the moment he saw the first dish, he began to ask the waiter to ...... It was three minutes before he closed the menu. "That's all," he said. Not enough for us to order again. ”

The corner of the waiter's mouth drew a smile, and there were at least twenty dishes on the book in her hand, this fat man actually didn't say enough?

But she didn't say much, since she opened a restaurant, she naturally hoped that guests would spend more.

Ding Kesong was surprised, but he didn't care about the money, but felt that this Lin Tian with a big fat man was premeditated, and it was clear that he wanted to eliminate the big family. This dead fat man is too edible, right?

Before the food came up, Ding Kesong chatted with Lin Tian.

"Lin Tian. Thank you yesterday for saving my two daughters and for giving my family a blood transfusion. Dinkson said with sincerity in his tone.

"That's not right." Zhao Lingguang immediately widened his eyes and shouted, "I donated blood to Miss Ding yesterday, you should thank me." ”

Originally, I thought that Ding Miaoke would promise himself personally, why did Ding Kesong thank him not him, but Lin Tian?

"You donated blood to my daughter?" Dinkson asked, confused.

"Of course." Zhao Lingguang nodded and said, "I don't believe you asked my boss." ”

The other three people all shifted their eyes to Lin Tian's body, Lin Tian suddenly felt a lot of pressure, the blood was indeed donated by him, but Zhao Lingguang always wanted Ding Miaoke to be grateful to him, if he said now that it was not Zhao Lingguang's blood, wouldn't it make the little brother sad?

"That's right, I fainted when I donated blood, and I only donated 100 milliliters, and the rest of the blood was donated by fat people." In order not to make Zhao Lingguang lose face, Lin Tian said something against his will.

Of course, he didn't want to repay gratitude or anything like that, so let Zhao Lingguang give this good thing to Zhao Lingguang.

"Do you hear that, it's indeed my blood." Zhao Lingguang knew that he had fainted at that time, and the reason why Lin Tian said this was to give him the benefits.

It's really cool to follow such a good boss.

Ding Kesong's face changed, he heard the doctor say that there were two people who donated blood, a fat man and a thin man, the fat man fainted during the blood donation process, and it was the thin man who donated blood to Miaoke.

But how is it reversed now? Could it be that the doctor said it wrong?

After thinking about it for a while, Ding Kesong felt that Lin Tian was lying, although he didn't know why, but at least it could be explained that Lin Tian didn't want to covet this credit and gave the credit to Zhao Lingguang.

"I see, then I thank you." Now that Lin Tian has explained, there is no need for Ding Kesong to forcibly buckle his benefactor's hat on Lin Tian's head.

"What's the matter, this fat man? No way. Ding Miaoke screamed, no matter what Lin Tian said, she couldn't accept that she had the blood of Zhao Lingguang, a dead fat man, in her body, and she felt so disgusting and dirty.

"Miaoke, sit down." With a stern look on his face, Ding Kesong said, "No matter who it is, he saved your life, you must thank him well." ”

Ding Miaoke pursed her lips, if it wasn't Lin Tian's blood in her body, she couldn't wait to run to the kitchen, break her wrist, and let those disgusting blood flow out.

"No matter how much you doubt it, it was the blood I donated to you, and I saved your life." Zhao Lingguang looked at Ding Miaoke, his eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile: "Don't you say anything?" ”

"Mean?" Ding Miaoke was stunned for a moment, patted the table and stood up, and shouted: "Dead fatty, don't think that you saved the life of the old lady, you think you are sorry, I set up a dinner here today not to entertain you, but to entertain Lin Tian, what are you?" Do you think the old lady is rare in your blood? I don't want your black blood even if I'm dead. ”

Zhao Lingguang was stunned, what's the situation? This chick is too tough, isn't she? I don't know Entu, I still dare to scold him, what black blood? Is his blood black?

"Miaoke, sit down." Ding Kesong scolded angrily, he usually doesn't care about it at home, but he actually brought the majesty of the eldest lady to the hotel.

Ding Miaoke sat down angrily, clasped her hands to her chest, and twisted her head to the side, not wanting to see Zhao Lingguang's disgusting face.

"I'm so sorry, my daughter is ...... this temper"

"It's okay, such a girl is tasteful." Zhao Lingguang looked at Ding Kesong with a smile and said, "Uncle Ding, how is it?" Can you marry your daughter to me? (To be continued......)