"Zhao Zheyuan, you can help me keep an eye on the dishes in the West Pavilion Hall of the Weslitt Hotel!"

"Huh?" Zhao Zheyuan was slightly stunned, because this Young Master Qin basically didn't pay attention to these details, and Qin Chen didn't even ask about the arrangements for overseas VIP customers.

Why do you pay so much attention to the small details of the dishes at this time?

"And ...... Tell the hotel manager that I need a quiet environment to clear the outside of the West Pavilion Hall. Qin Chen explained again.

"Okay, Qin Shao!" Zhao Zheyuan had a hunch that this must be a private matter that Qin Chen valued very much.

Just as Zhao Zheyuan was about to walk out of the office, Pan Hai suddenly walked in.

This famous chef suddenly appeared in a straight suit, which surprised Zhao Zheyuan.

The two nodded politely and said hello, and when Zhao Zheyuan was about to close the door, he heard Pan Hai say: "Young master, these dishes are what the young lady likes to eat, according to your instructions, I will put them in the main dish on Saturday......"

Zhao Zheyuan closed the door with excitement. It turned out that the young master was to accompany his wife to dinner, so he resolutely rejected Gong Lao.

His own Young Master Qin has now become so caring about people. It really made Zhao Zheyuan open his eyes.

On Saturday afternoon,

"Can I wear this? Wouldn't it be too expensive? Ling Xiang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the cloakroom, and looked at the white lace hip skirt repeatedly, "Forget it, let's change it." ”

"Why don't you wear this one? The suspenders look too casual. ”

In order to meet her parents, Ling Xiang turned the cloakroom upside down.

"Young lady, the young master just made a few dresses for you the day before yesterday, you can take a look." Zhang's mother reminded softly.

Of course, Ling Xiang knew about the haute couture sent by the brand.

But I don't know if it's because I'm nervous to see my parents, or because these high-end custom skirts are not suitable for me, and they are not suitable for wearing.

Zhang's mother was busy ironing Ling Xiang's skirt and choosing accessories, but Ling Xiang in front of the mirror always felt that something was wrong.

"Time is running out." Qin Chen reminded lightly.

"You don't care about ......" Ling Xiang was already anxious, but when Qin Chen reminded her like this, she was even more impatient.

But as soon as she raised her eyes and saw Qin Chen in the mirror, Ling Xiang regretted her fierce attitude just now.

Qin Chen was wearing a dark gray suit, subtle and delicate, although the shoulders were wide, the lines were soft, and between the masculinity, it was a little more elegant.

On the man's handsome cheeks, the expression was still cold, and his deep eyes looked at Ling Xiang's body, flickering slightly.

"You're good in this!" Qin Chen gave a confirmation.

"Really?" Ling Xiang looked at the mirror, the gray-blue organza dress was indeed very suitable for her body.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After Ling Xiang decided on the dress, she blew her hair and put on makeup as quickly as possible.

Half an hour later, a bright and delicate woman, a handsome and noble man, appeared in the lobby of the Weslitt Hotel.

She held her mobile phone tightly and was waiting for her parents, while Qin Chen was responsible for picking up Shi Qian.

It's just that Ling Xiang's heart was full of uneasiness, she paced back and forth in the hotel lobby, neither sitting nor standing.

"Yo Yo, isn't this the foodie lady of the Ling family? Why, do you have enough money to come to the hotel for dinner now? ”