Seven p.m., Forint Winery. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

This is a Chinese-style winery, rockery and flowing water, pavilions, and a steady stream of dry ice to create a white mist, and the atmosphere of classical elegance is blowing in the face.

Being in the middle of it gives people the illusion that they have crossed over.

Qiao An took Xia Lin to the appointment.

She wanted to see what the hell Ji wanted to do.

The private room was in the cloud curtain, and the waiter wearing Hanfu bowed slightly, and led them to the cloud curtain private room.

Qiao An looked around, Xia Lin lowered his voice and asked, "Miss Qiao, what is Ji Qingxin's idea?" ”

"Just check it out."

In the cloud curtain private room, the waiter owed himself and left.

Qiao An pushed open the door, and in the huge private room, Ji Tianxin and Ji Zhicheng, as well as two men, were already seated at the round table.

"JoAnn is here, come in."

Ji Zhicheng smiled happily, the smile piled up on his face, how Qiao An looked at it, how did he think it was fake.

Ji Qianxin's pregnant belly was already obvious, and her clothes were a little loose, she smiled slightly, and after her chin signaled, she stopped talking.

"Miss Qiao, don't be cowardly." Xia Lin reminded in a low voice.

Joan straightened her chest and stepped into the private room.

Although Mr. Guo is a foreign national, he is an authentic S national.

When people reach middle age, their bodies are well managed, their complexions are ruddy, and they look quite elegant.

There was another man sitting next to Mr. Guo, who looked like he had a bit of a bookish atmosphere, he was not very old, and he looked like he was in his early twenties.

"Miss Qiao, please be seated." Mr. Guo said with a smile.

Qiao An took Xia Lin to sit down and poured herself a cup of tea without hurrying, "Sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road and it is delaying." I've been waiting for you. ”

"A rare beauty like Miss Qiao, no matter how long you wait, it's worth it." The clear man spoke.

Qiao An's brows furrowed invisibly, this person is better not to speak, destroying the temperament.

"Now that everyone is here, let's order food." Ji poured the menu on the turntable and turned it to Joan...

Would she be so kind?

Jo Ann glanced at her, smiling rather than smiling.

Mr. Guo kindly introduced, "Miss Qiao, the plum blossom brew here is good, do you want to come some?" ”

"Sorry, I can't drink."

"That's a shame." Mr. Guo looked sorry that she didn't have a mouthful.

During the banquet, Ji Zhicheng has been flattering Mr. Guo, looking like a dog.

Jo Ann scoffed, playing with the water glass nonchalantly, barely moving her chopsticks.

Xia Lin is the same.

"Miss Qiao, the dish is not to your liking?" The Qingjun man raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile.

Joan hooked her lips and smiled, "Not very hungry." ”

The man's eyes were unusually beautiful, dark and deep, like a quiet and deep cold pool, which made people unconsciously indulge in the depths of his eyes.

"Miss Joe?" Xia Lin's voice recalled Qiao An's thoughts.

She felt out of her temper and stood up, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Xia Lin followed closely.

In the corridor, Qiao An felt that something was wrong, she walked to the bathroom, lowered her voice and asked, "Xia Lin, you say, is there anyone who can hypnotize people on the spot?" ”

"You doubt, that man just now?"

"His eyes are too wicked." Joan shook her head as if she had almost been sucked by his eyes just now.

No, you can't look him in the eye anymore.

Ji poured his heart into finding such a person, probably trying to hypnotize her.