Countdown to the ending [3] Don't feel inferior, we men are not those who do not refuse
At noon, I went to school to pick up Yu Jingxi, and the family of three ate at a nearby Western restaurant and chose a window position.
The little guy was flattered, especially when Bai Xiao said that it was his father who offered to come and pick him up for dinner.
Yu Jingxi likes to eat meat, so he ordered two steaks at once, Yu Shaoting didn't agree, but asked the waiter to find a way to change it to a larger steak, and specially explained that it was a black pepper steak, and ordered a set meal for himself and Bai Xiao, before returning the menu to the waiter.
The little guy stared at Yu Shaoting with a pair of round black eyes, and felt that his father was abnormal today.
Soon the steak and set menu were served.
"He didn't even know what I liked to eat before!" Yu Jingxi pulled Bai Xiao, covered his mouth with his little hands, and whispered in Bai Xiao's ear.
His voice was not soft, though he thought he was speaking quietly.
Yu Shaoting glanced up at his son while cutting the steak, his hand movements did not stop, cut the steak into delicate pieces, and then handed it to Yu Jingxi, when Yu Jingxi was about to twist the steak with his small hands, he lifted his eyelids, frowned, and his faint tone contained sternness: "What about the fork?" Da"
Yu Jingxi pursed his lips, kept not rolling his eyes, picked up the fork again, turned his head to Bai Xiao and said, "I take back what I just said." ”
Bai Xiao couldn't help laughing, picked up the napkin and spread it out and folded it again, Yu Jingxi opened her hands cooperatively, and obediently let her 'do whatever she wants' on herself. Tuck a napkin at the collar of his clothes, and Bai Xiao put another napkin on his leg before saying, "Okay." ”
The little one eats, sometimes too fast, and always gets juices and stuff on his clothes.
"I'm going to eat!" Yu Jingxi was like an announcement, shouted crisply, and immediately buried his head and began to solve the big steak.
Yu Shaoting had already finished some of the food in the package, put it on a small plate, and put it in front of her.
"Thank you." Bai Xiao looked at the dishes and found that they were all the ones she usually liked to eat, and since she didn't eat onions, he put the onions aside on the edge of the plate.
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After finishing the meal, I sent Yu Jingxi back to school, and just walked to the door of the cafeteria, I unexpectedly met another group of people.
Bai Xiao saw Pei Qiyou, who should have come out of a certain box, and couldn't help but stop. Yu Shaoting next to him also slowed down and looked at the person walking opposite.
Behind Pei Qiyou, there was a man and a woman, and the man was carrying a video camera in his hand.
When he saw Bai Xiao, Pei Qiyou's expression was slightly stunned, but then he found the man beside her, and the expression on his face instantly became cold again.
When the female reporter saw Yu Shaoting, she immediately stepped forward with a smile and said hello: "Mr. Yu, are you also eating here?" ”
Yu Shaoting nodded, and his eyes fell on the photographer's hand.
The female reporter took the initiative to explain: "Today, I am responsible for interviewing Mr. Pei, when will Mr. Yu also be interviewed by our magazine?" ”
Yu Shaoting doesn't like to be interviewed, whether it's magazines, newspapers, or TV shows, everyone knows this, but there are still media trying to find him.
The female reporter's words were purely a joke, who knows, Yu Shaoting actually nodded: "Specifically, Reporter Qin, you can go and finalize the time with my secretary." ”
What made the female reporter even more excited was that Yu Shaoting actually knew what her surname was.
"The year before last, I attended the annual meeting as a shareholder, and reporter Qin went, and stood up and asked Mr. Ling at that time, if I remember correctly."
"That's me, Mr. Yu is not mistaken." The female reporter blushed, at that time, she was still an intern reporter, but she didn't expect Yu Shaoting to recognize her.
Pei Qiyou watched Yu Shaoting talk to the flattered female reporter with a kind attitude, and in his heart, he probably knew what Yu Shaoting was going to do next, otherwise, with Yu Shaoting's temper, how could he be so good and angry with a reporter, and he was courteous and courteous...... The fists in the trouser pockets, subconsciously, tightened.
Yu Shaoting raised his watch and looked at it: "I still have to send my children to school, so I will be absent first." ”
The female reporter also noticed Bai Xiao beside him, and Bai Xiao took Yu Jingxi's little hand and asked curiously, "Who is this?" ”
Bai Xiao has recently become popular in the entertainment media circle, especially when she stood next to Yu Shaoting, reporter Qin recognized her at a glance, but the truth of the report in the weekly magazine is difficult to assess, and the person concerned did not say anything.
"She's my lover." Yu Shaoting spoke in a normal tone, naturally grabbed Bai Xiao's shoulder, lowered his head, and glanced at her affectionately: "I just accompanied her to the hospital for an examination in the morning." ”
The second half of what he said is reminiscent.
It was not only the reporter and photographer who were surprised, but also Bai Xiao, who didn't expect him to be like this, telling the media reporter about the relationship between the two.
Not a little mentally prepared.
"Let's take our leave." Yu Shaoting was very polite, and bowed in the direction of Pei Qiyou after speaking, and then left the restaurant with Bai Xiao and the child.
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Bai Xiao was like a puppet, and was hugged by Yu Shaoting and walked to the car, only to come back to his senses, glanced back at the restaurant, and muttered: "Why do you say that?" ”
Yu Shaoting had already opened the backseat door, and Yu Jingxi climbed in like a little loach and sat down obediently.
Bai Xiao saw him close the car door, turned to open the passenger door, understood what he meant, sat in, and waited for him to get into the car before continuing: "If you say it so rashly, will these reporters add fuel to the fire and scribble?"