Green Garden, as the name suggests, the old vermilion gate, after entering the inside, the eyes are lush trees, the pavilions and pavilions in the garden, the water pavilion and Xiangtai all show a luxurious atmosphere.

This is not a park, but a hotel, a high-end hotel that does not talk like a hotel - it is based on the late Qing Dynasty a prince's mansion rebuilt, with a gunshot, the Qing Dynasty fell apart, at the same time, it also ended the feudal rule of China for more than 1,800 years, those princes and concubines, in order to save their lives, all rolled up and did not know where to go, the luxurious mansions could not be moved, and could only stay, after the liberation, these mansions were distributed to some meritorious people, or some magnates, And the boss here is said to be the descendant of an old man.

Although Yan Murong had never been here, he also knew that there was such a place. Looking at the scenery in the garden, Yan Murong sighed in his heart, such a beautiful scenery, even if the emperor comes, I am afraid that they will forget to return, who still has the affairs of the country - it is the right thing to find a few concubines to have an uncovered meeting in it.

He didn't want to come, but helplessly, Teng Xiangling told him very directly that if he didn't go, then invite Su Qingwu to his house, and then she would cook herself.

The dishes here are complete, all kinds of cuisines can be eaten, of course, the price is also quite expensive, as for why Teng Xiangling chose this place Yan Murong doesn't know, but he knows that this woman is not short of money, and it is not a big deal to eat here.

There is no hall in the Jade Garden, only a private room, and there is a difference between the private rooms and the private rooms, which are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower, and the opinions show the difference in status between people.

Among them, the Tenglong Pavilion and the Phoenix Garden are the two top boxes in the Green Garden, and ordinary people are not qualified to enter, and it is said that there are descendants of the palace chef who specialize in cooking there, and there are only two tables a day - those who can enter to eat in it have the status and status of the dragon and phoenix among the people.

Teng Xiangling booked the Qiuhan Pavilion, which belonged to the medium-level box, and when the two of them parked the car, there was already a waitress wearing the costume of a palace maid who stepped forward and respectfully invited the two to enter.

When he pushed the door and entered, Su Qingwu was already sitting there, sipping a cup of fragrant tea.

"Sister Qingwu, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect you to come so early." Teng Xiangling walked over, sat down next to Su Qingwu, and said apologetically.

"Sister Xiangling, what are you doing so politely, I happen to have nothing to do, and you said that you want to invite me to dinner, so I'll come in advance." Su Qingwu laughed twice, picked up a purple sand teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Teng Xiangling, and said. "The dragon well here is not bad, you can try it."

"Giggles, then thank you sister." After Teng Xiangling thanked him, he picked up the teacup and took a sip gently.

Yan Murong stood at the door, and the steps he had just taken out were suddenly messy-what were these two women doing? Yesterday we met and pinched you to death - you really have a little three faces, such vicious language has been spoken, logically speaking, even if Teng Xiangling invites him to dinner, the two should just greet him politely with a cold face, and then talk about business, and after talking about business, he will eat and drink and settle the bill and leave, this is the correct plot development route.

But why would these two women be like sisters in a dress?

Yan Murong's eyes widened, and he couldn't see why reality was so weird.

"Look at it, I don't come here to sit yet, poke there like a telephone pole." Teng Xiangling glanced at Yan Murong charmingly, and said coquettishly. "Don't let Sister Qingwu think you're not polite at all." It is like a woman teaching her men a lesson.

"It's okay." Su Qingwu laughed. "He's like that, I'm used to it."

Damn, that's right, a stone in Yan Murong's heart finally fell to the ground-this secret fight is in line with the development route of the plot, why do you want to be so intimate, I thought you both were wearing a skirt, it scared people.

If two women are really good, then he is in danger.

These two women, neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, each of them is so black and terrifying, if the two women get together, God knows how embarrassed Yan Murong will be in the future.

Sometimes, one plus one is not just equal to two, when a man and a woman are added together, it is equal to three, what if two women are added together? It's very simple - according to the saying that one woman is equal to five hundred ducks, two women together are equal to one thousand.

Think about what it will be like for a thousand ducks to croak in your ears every day? Moreover, each of these thousand ducks bites.

In the end, Yan Murong's gentlemanly sentiment was fully revealed, and he didn't care about the two women, he sat directly on the other side of the round table, looking at each other across the table with the two women, staring at each other with big eyes - no one wants to manipulate me arbitrarily.

The consequence of this was that in the end, Yan Murong had to sit back again.

Cui Yuan's service is very thoughtful, when everyone arrives, they will serve the food, and the speed of serving the food is quite fast - Yan Murong's ass has not yet sat hot, and the rows of waiters wearing palace maid costumes have already pushed open the door and rushed in, and one after another exquisite dishes with all the colors and flavors are served, but the problem is that this table is too big, and the three of them ordered six dishes and put them in front of the two women.

So, after Yan Murong, who had only drunk a bowl of millet porridge in the afternoon, complained in his heart that the boss here had made the table too big, he moved his buttocks very undisciplinedly and sat next to the two women.

The two women looked at each other and smiled, then picked up the chopsticks and started eating, not talking about business at all, Yan Murong was more direct, regardless of his beauty sitting in front of him, belly feeding was the most important.

Just as Yan Murong shook off his cheeks and was about to throw a small fish no thicker than his fingers into his mouth, there was a noisy sound outside.

"Sir, you can't go in."

"Get out of the way, I see my sister-in-law." An extremely arrogant man's voice came out, and then, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and a young man wearing an Armani summer dress and a long comb of oily light walked in, and what was even more outrageous was that although it was summer, it was almost eight o'clock, and the sky was dark, and this guy was still wearing a pair of toad glasses.

When the man saw Su Qingwu sitting at the table, the little face full of oily hair and powder suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Sister-in-law, it's really you." The man looked at Su Qingwu and laughed, and then without waiting for Su Qingwu to speak, he turned around and went to the door and shouted outside. "Brother, sister-in-law is here, come over quickly."