This table of dishes was prepared by an ultra-luxury hotel belonging to the Ogu Group, and six chefs delivered the food to Hefu, and after the table was prepared, they withdrew in an orderly manner.

The delicacies made with top-quality ingredients are full of color and aroma, and even the aroma that penetrates into the nose is so layered that it makes people salivate and want to send it to their mouths immediately.

But Chiba only felt that his mouth was full of confusion and he had no appetite.

He Chong has been looking at her from time to time, with doubts, worries, and a desire to explain. But she had been hinting at his restraint in every way, and it seemed that from a certain moment on, the task of telling the other party to take it easy fell on her head.

"Miss Yang is casual, please forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality." He Zhanting greeted him in a friendly manner.

His hypocritical face may have been the key to Chiba's loss of appetite, and the thought of living under such a domineering patriarchy made her even feel sympathy for He Chong.

She nodded slightly, raised her chopsticks and put a piece of food in her mouth, but it felt like chewing wax.

"I'll serve you soup." He Chong grabbed her soup bowl and just put his hand on the soup spoon when he found his father glaring at him viciously.

He ignored it, carefully serving the soup and placing the bowl in front of Chiba.

"Thank you." Chiba smiled sweetly, picked up the bowl and drank the soup in small sips, with an expression of dissatisfaction on his face.

"How?" He Chong asked, "My hotel chef is good, right?" ”

"That's what you usually eat?" She asked lightly, as if she wasn't going to give any praise.

"That's right, or maybe it's Mama Qiu's cooking...... What, do you think it tastes bad? ”

"The soup was delicious, but I thought something was missing. I remember that when we were holding a helmet under the well to catch the rainwater and drink, it tasted even better. ”

Chiba said this deliberately, glancing at He Zhanting with his peripheral eyes.

"Huh......" He Chong didn't understand her intentions, and wrinkled his nose and said, "What are you kidding, how dirty the rain is." ”

"But there is a human touch in the rain, which is stronger than any ingredient. I often wonder if it weren't for the encouragement of you and me, I would have died at the bottom of the well, and how could I sit here and have dinner now. ”

"Chiba, so you remember it all." He Chong smiled stupidly, very satisfied.

And He Zhanting twitched a certain muscle on his face, giving an expression of smiling flesh without smiling.

"Chong'er, my stomach is a little uncomfortable, you accompany Miss Yang to eat slowly, and I will go up to rest and rest." He threw down the dishes and chopsticks and stood up.

"Dad, is it okay, your stomach has always been fine, why do you suddenly have a stomachache?"

"It's either painful or a little uncomfortable...... Miss Yang is embarrassed, it's not good here or there when you're old, He Chong is with you, I'm out of company first. ”

"It's okay Uncle He, your health is important, you can go and rest."

He Zhanting turned around and walked upstairs, and when he heard him go back to the bedroom and close the door, the two turned their attention back.

"Whew......" Chiba finally exhaled the breath he was holding.

He Chong hurriedly apologized: "Don't mind, he's like this, the company is used to being powerful, and everyone has to listen to him." ”

She smiled and shook her head, as if she didn't care.

"It's rewarding to come here today, I think I know you better."

"Tell me what you know." He Chong rested his elbows on the table, his hands on his cheeks, and looked at her obsessively. A spotlight hit his angular face, handsome as an ancient Roman statue.

"I learned that the rich boy is not carefree, and he can't live in a cage by his own rules."

"You're on point!" He Chong's voice suddenly became higher, and instantly lowered again, "My dad never thinks about other people's feelings when he does things, and my sister is so obedient that she has a falling out with him alone." ”

"Sister Ina, why?"

"Hey, it's hard to put into words, the situation at home has been tense recently, fortunately my mother is not here, otherwise you will see the joke."

"He Chong, I really didn't expect that I would have to sign an agreement to become a member of your family. Have you ever thought that your girlfriend or wife is an independent person, you are also an independent person, and your love for each other should not be based on rules. ”

"Isn't that you?" He Chong said stupidly.

She licked her lips a little shyly.

"I'm not kidding you, I'm serious."

"To put it seriously, if you accept the agreement, then I have no opinion, if you don't accept it, I will fight him to the end, and it's a big deal to leave this house. I have already considered what you want to say, since I was a child, my father raised me with a slap and a candy, but he doesn't care about anything if his interests are not involved. Once it has anything to do with his reputation business, not only me, but everyone in the family must act in his way, otherwise, turning the other cheek is faster than turning the book. ”

"Your dad is so insecure, what is he afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that I can't continue to make money, I'm afraid that my subordinates will betray, and I'm afraid of climbing high and falling heavy."

"Of course I know that money is a good thing, but your family is already so rich, don't you think it's enough?"

"Well, the human heart is a whirlpool, and you never know how deep it is. But don't worry, I'm different from him, I always felt that I should set a scale for wealth, and when I reached that scale, it was enough, and I couldn't be greedy anymore, and greed would change my taste. Money is a tool to serve people, and people cannot be turned into a tool to make money, that's what it means. ”

"Totally agree." She held up her glass and touched him, "To be honest, you and I have changed a lot when we first met. ”

"I'm because of you, you know?" He Chong's eyes were full of tenderness, and a sincere and warm heart seemed to be reflected in his pupils, emitting a warm and comforting light.

She couldn't say anything, she could only say thank you.

"Chiba, aside from that agreement, do you consider me as a success?" He asked, not too confident.

"I'll go to the bathroom." She couldn't answer the question and bypassed.

Looking around, this so-called home is as big as a labyrinth, and every closed door seems to lead to another unknown world.

"There is a bit of a problem with the water in the bathroom on the first floor in the past two days, and the workers will repair it tomorrow, so you can go up to the second floor."

"Your dad is on the second floor, isn't it?"

"Then go to the third floor, the fourth door on the left."

She nodded, got up and walked upstairs. He Chong, on the other hand, continued to sit there, lost in contemplation of the relationship between the two.

Turn left on the third floor, and the fourth door is really different - gray door panels, irregular metallic silver ripples, at first glance it looks like the surface of some kind of meteorite with extremely high iron content.

She pushed it away gently.

It is a Chinese-style room with dim lighting that creates a secret atmosphere. Instead of a toilet sink, you will see a rosewood couch inlaid with bloodstone, on which are placed four embroidered gold filigree pillows and a bottle of incense burner. Behind the couch is a translucent tulle, and the space behind it looms and cannot be seen.

She was a little dizzy, thinking that she had gone to the wrong room, but after thinking about it, rich people's houses would always be decorated in unexpected ways, maybe He Chong's bathroom was such a tonality, so she decided to take a look inside.

Walking around the beauty couch towards the veil, there is no main light source in the space here, only four spotlights on the left and right hit the wall in the form of spider feet, and a pair of photo frames are hung under each halo.

The ethereal and eerie atmosphere made her a little intimidating, but also very curious, like walking into some alternative exhibition.

The first photo was clearly a familiar face, and she walked over curiously.

"Sister Ina." She muttered. In the photo, Heyina is radiant and sun-like.

The second photo shows the face of another strange woman. This is a sophisticated and dignified woman, with a very young face, but her calm temperament can be seen to be old, at least in her forties. The beautiful face is not inferior to He Yina, but it has an extra mature charm.

She looked at the third one again. This is obviously an old photo, a little more ruddy than black and white, and a little less colorful than color. The woman in the photo is smiling heartily, and the two rows of plump white teeth seem to tell a whole story of that period. Her face is as bright as a peach blossom, bright as a star, charming in her heroic spirit, and strong in her cleverness. If you have to find a reference object, I am afraid that only Wang Xifeng in "Dream of Red Mansions" can compare.

A comparison of the two photos shows that they are different periods of the same person.

Suddenly, she realized that she had gone to the wrong house, and she also realized that the woman in the photo other than He Yina should be He Chong's mother.

Despite shouting "bad" in her heart, she didn't leave in a hurry, her feet were nailed to the floor, and she couldn't move at all.

A more intense consciousness took over her mind—the faces on the old photograph were so familiar as if they had just met them yesterday.

She racked her brains, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it, and just as she was about to take a closer look at the rest of the photos, the lights in the room came on.

A woman stood outside the door, looking stern, and in two seconds, she recognized her as the person in the photo.

"Ah, Auntie, I'm sorry, I made a mistake looking for the bathroom." She suddenly felt like a thief and panicked.

Xin Mu looked coldly, her nostrils at the level of her gaze.

"Who are you?"

The voice was like a cold arrow, stabbing impartially.

"I ......"

"Mom, she's Yang Qianye, have you forgotten?" He Conflict suddenly appeared from behind Xin Mu, and Chiba seemed to see a savior, so excited that tears were about to flow out.

"I went to the wrong room." She ran quickly to He Chong, and stood in the corridor again and counted, it was indeed the fourth door.

"I'm talking about looking up at the fourth room on the left from the bottom up, and I didn't let you go upstairs and turn left." He Chong whispered, but had no intention of reproaching.

She repented.

"Yang Qianye...... The one who was tied up with you last time? Xin Mu turned off the light and came out of the house, and the high heels under his feet made an aggressive sound of tapping and tapping. She slammed the door shut, and her attitude of not being provoked was revealed.

"Yes, Daddy asked her to dinner."

"I'm here to eat?"

"She wanted to be convenient, didn't the bathroom on the first floor keep working, and she was afraid that going to the second floor would disturb her father, so I asked her to go up to the third floor. It's me who pointed it wrong, I'm sorry Mom. ”

"I'm sorry Auntie."

The mansion is so big that it needs to be pointed, and if you don't pay attention, you can get lost, and Chiba has the illusion that she doesn't know where she is.

Xin Mu's fox-like eyes looked at her from head to tail, and she couldn't find a trace of trust.

"Anyway, you are also He Zhanting's son, don't you feel ashamed to find such a good person." She coldly put down the sentence and turned to walk downstairs.

He Chong was angry when he heard this, and wanted to catch up with the theory, but he was dragged by the trembling Chiba and shook his head desperately.