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Maybe it's because I was happy last night, and I've been busy for most of the day today, Tang Xien doesn't want to vomit at this time, although people are still lacking, but their spirit and appetite are acceptable, so at this time, Fu Shiyu suggested this, she twisted for a while, and happily followed him downstairs.

It was nightfall, it was dark outside, and the headlights on the first floor were turned off, leaving only the dim dining room lamp in the middle of the table, and the small Christmas lamp they had just set up in the afternoon.

The red roses on the long table are delicate, with tiny droplets of water on the petals, four pairs of gold-rimmed cutlery are laid out in front of the table, and there are several busy white figures in the kitchen......

Fu Shiyu was in the position of facing the door, gentlemanly pulled out a chair for Tang Xien, and he went to the wine cabinet next to him to choose a bottle of red wine.

Tang Xien glanced at the kitchen behind him and asked quietly, "When did they come over?" ”

Fu Shiyu opened the red wine and glanced at his watch: "I told the villa housekeeper that Mr. Han arrived at seven o'clock, and the housekeeper arranged it himself, so it is estimated that he came over at about six o'clock." ”

They were taking a shower upstairs at the time.

Tang Xien nodded, glanced at the two sets of exquisite tableware across the table, and asked, "Besides that Mr. Han, is there anyone else?" ”

Today is Christmas, and it should be impossible for Mr. Han to take his wife out for dinner, but it is very likely that she is a woman raised outside. Thinking of this, Fu Shiyu frowned slightly, and was about to explain, when the sound of the car turning off suddenly came from outside the door, followed by the bold laughter of the middle-aged man.

Fu Shiyu led Tang Xien to stand up: "People are here." ”

Tang Xien nodded and followed him to the gate.

The carved bronze door of the garden was pushed open, and a man in his fifties, dressed in a suit and with an oily face, led a woman in a black slip dress and heavy makeup into the garden.

Fu Shiyu took Tang Xien, walked two steps out of the door, and stood under the eaves of the porch, just at this time, the other party also stepped on the cobblestone path of the garden and walked in, and when he came up, he shook hands with Fu Shiyu, and his words were warm: "Mr. Fu, it's been a long time!" After speaking, he laughed with his female companion again: "No, it should be called 'Fu Dong' now!" ”

Fu Shiyu withdrew his hand and said with a faint smile: "It's windy outside, Mr. Han came in to speak." ”

The group entered the restaurant, Mr. Han and his female companion sat down, and Fu Shiyu pulled out a chair for Tang Xien and asked her to take a seat.

After sitting down, Mr. Han looked at Tang Xien with a pair of shrewd eyes, and without waiting for Fu Shiyu to take the initiative to introduce, he smiled and said, "This is the legendary Mrs. Fu?" Fortunately, I will be honored. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to shake hands with Tang Xien.

Tang Xien put his hands under the table, didn't move, and smiled at Mr. Han: "Hello Mr. Han." ”

Mr. Han withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and instead joked with Fu Shiyu: "I heard four years ago that Fu Dong brought his girlfriend over, but it turned out that Mrs. Fu was only available at the beginning of this year, so Fu Dong, how many people did you change before you found the true destiny?" ”

He probably wanted to show Fu Shiyu's popularity, and he also wanted to flatter Tang Xien to kill many girls in seconds before he sat in Mrs. Fu's position.

Fu Shiyu didn't answer at first, held the red wine bottle, got up and poured red wine for the people present, from Mr. Han to his female companion, and finally poured it in his own cup.

Seeing that everyone was coming, the chef began to serve the appetizer, a dish of toast with butter dipping sauce. Before leaving, Fu Shiyu whispered: "Please help my wife prepare a glass of juice." ”

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

When the chef entered, Fu Shiyu looked deeply at Tang Xien, held her habitually protected hand on her lower abdomen with one hand, and then moved his gaze back to Mr. Han's face, and said with a faint smile: "If I say that there has been no change of person in the middle, Mr. Han believes it?" ”

When Han Zongquan was Fu Shiyu, he didn't dare to admit the past romance in front of his wife, and said with a smile: "I believe it." ”

Today's French pre-dinner bread is baguette obliquely cut and roasted seaweed butter, Fu Shiyu took a piece to his plate, gently broke a small piece, dipped it in the gray-white sauce in front of him, and then put it in Tang Xien's bowl, and said softly: "This is foie gras, which also has the effect of nourishing blood, you try it to see if it tastes." ”

Tang Xien's eyes fell on his white and well-defined hands, and he thought to himself, if it weren't for outsiders, he would usually stuff it directly into his mouth, and sometimes deliberately leave some dipping sauce on his fingers, knowing that she would chase after those dipping sauces.

When she thought so, Fu Shiyu was also staring at her deeply. I'm afraid the two of them thought of going together.

She picked up the loaf of bread and put it in her mouth, chewed it a few bites, and the corners of her lips curled. Fu Shiyu knew that she liked to eat, so he broke a few pieces for her.

Seeing this, Mr. Han's female companion thought it was delicious, and also took a piece of bread to the plate, but her eating appearance was more elegant, and the knife and fork were used together, like cutting a steak, cutting out small pieces suitable for the entrance with difficulty, and then carefully putting it in the mouth.

While eating, he also looked at Tang Xien, who was holding bread in his hand, and his eyes revealed a self-righteousness that people could see through at a glance.

Fu Shiyu saw it, glanced at the other party, and the smile pursed out of the corners of his lips, with ridicule and disdain. He leaned sideways slightly, put one hand on the back of Tang Xien's chair, held the broken bread cube in the other, dipped a little foie gras, put it in his hand and looked at it, and asked her with a smile: "Do you know why you need to use broken bread to eat bread?" ”

Tang Xien looked over, shook his head, and took a sip of juice.

Fu Shiyu smiled: "The French have always had the habit of eating bread and breaking a bite, which has been passed down for centuries in order to distribute the leftover bread to the poor. ”

Mr. Han's female companion put down her knife and fork when she heard this, and pursed her lips slightly embarrassed.

Tang Xien suddenly realized: "So that's the case, the last time we went to France, I noticed it, and I thought it was more fragrant to eat." ”

Fu Shiyu smiled, put the piece of bread dipped in foie gras in his hand on her plate, and explained softly: "These are almost finished, and I can't eat the others after eating too much for a while." ”

Mr. Han didn't notice his female partner's movements at all, or he didn't care at all. He held up his red wine glass and planned to clink glasses with Fu Shiyu, but was politely blocked by Fu Shiyu, so he drank it himself.

The chef continued to serve the soup and hot appetizers, and Fu Shiyu mentioned to Mr. Han at the right time that he was interested in buying this villa with him and asked him to make a price.

Mr. Han was a little surprised, so he asked: "What does Fu Dong want to use this villa for?" ”

Fu Shiyu smiled and wrote lightly: "When you come to Beihai for a vacation in the future, you will have a place to live." ”

Mr. Han was even more surprised.

Fu Shiyu is well-known in the industry for his high standards, how could he fancy this kind of resort villa used for daily rental to tourists?

I'm afraid that if I sell the villa to Fu Shiyu on a whim, Fu Shiyu will live for a long time in the future and dislike it, and he will complain about himself, Mr. Han said busily: "This villa is really ordinary, if Fu Dong wants to get a vacation place in Beihai, I have a lot of land there, you pick a piece, can't you build it yourself?" ”