Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Bright-Eyed and Bright-Toothed Little Boy
"Haotian, when did you return to China?" To You Wanqing's surprise, Shang Moqian's voice was no longer plain, but had a hint of joy and a hint of surprise.
The two big men chatted word by word, and the little boy led by the man named Haotian stood quietly to the side, without making a sound, just like a big boy.
His eyes fell on the little boy led by the famous man, about five or six years old, a small light pink suit, and the little boy's complexion was pink.
has a calmness that does not match his age, and the reason for attributing this calmness to living abroad, the line of sight is in contact with the little boy's gaze, You Wanqing was stunned, and these eyes seem familiar.
Looking at the little boy's face, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the feeling of déjà vu became stronger and stronger, but You Wanqing couldn't remember where he had seen such a pair of eyes for a while.
"Hello Auntie." When You Wanqing looked at him, the little boy's beautiful children's voice shouted You Wanqing, and You Wanqing's face was embarrassed, and he felt like he was caught at the scene.
"Who is this?" Haotian, who was talking to Shang Moqian, heard the little boy's shout, and his eyes fell on You Wanqing's body, and his inquiring eyes swept towards Shang Moqian, looking at You Wanqing's eyes full of smiles, with some kind of speculation, which made You Wanqing feel uncomfortable.
"My secretary." The four words explained You Wanqing's identity, Shang Moqian didn't look at You Wanqing much, and his eyes fell on the little boy beside Haotian, "Zhezhi has grown so big." “
After introducing You Wanqing lightly, Shang Moqian pulled the little boy next to Haotian, Shang Moqian's face was full of warmth, and You Wanqing pouted when he saw it, what, said that she was a secretary.
Turning his head, You Wanqing once again set his eyes on Haotian's body, and faintly found that this man and the little boy were slightly similar, and it was not necessary that they were father and son.
You Wanqing's eyes turned around on the faces of the two men, one big and one small, staring at the two people without blinking, and looked straight into the eyes.
"Goodbye uncle, goodbye aunt." When You Wanqing was looking at Leng Qing, the crisp children's voice interrupted You Wanqing's distraction, and when she came back, two people, one big and one small, had already walked away.
In the high-end decoration of the hotel, two people, one large and one small, are like the momentum of a king and a grandson nobleman, standing like a pine, walking like the wind, which makes people can't take their eyes off it.
"Haotian is my friend, and Tetsuzhi is his son." While ordering food from the waiter, Shang Moqian explained the identities of Haotian and Zhezhi without raising his head, as if he knew You Wanqing's conjecture.
After a while, You Wanqing pouted again, "Boss, are you the roundworm in my stomach?" "Otherwise, how could she even know what she was thinking? As soon as he finished speaking, You Wanqing regretted it, and he had to eat later.
After a while, Shang Moqian finally raised his head, but there was a crying and laughing expression on his face, probably not expecting You Wanqing to compare him to that disgusting roundworm.
"Do you want to eat?" Closing the menu, Shang Moqian nodded to the waiter on the side, took a sip of the goblet with red wine, and the rich taste suddenly filled his mouth.
Shaking the glass, the bright red wine reflected You Wanqing's cheeks like blood, and the large red dazzling You Wanqing seemed to be unable to open his eyes, "Don't, boss, I'm hungry." “
Rubbing his stomach, You Wanqing's stomach sounded at the right time, and she looked at Shang Moqian embarrassedly, You Wanqing looked at Shang Moqian with embarrassment and smiled.
Looking at Shang Moqian with sparkling eyes, his eyes were full of anticipation for the food that was about to be served, looking at You Wanqing's eyes, Shang Moqian was distracted again, and he was quiet for a while.
"Mr. Shang, what you want." The waiter's voice interrupted Shang Moqian and You Wanqing's silence at the right time, and plates of exquisite food were served in front of You Wanqing.
Plate after plate, plate after plate exuding the aroma of the tempting You Wanqing's index finger moved, and without waiting for Shang Moqian to make a move, he first twisted a piece of potato with his hand and threw it into his mouth, and the expression of satisfaction was full of satisfaction.
Let out a comfortable sigh, You Wanqing's movements caused the eyes of the surroundings to sweep over, and there was no sarcasm, and some people laughed.
"Don't you know how to use utensils?" Shang Moqian wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and the laughter around him reached Shang Moqian's ears, and Shang Moqian looked at You Wanqing's chewing mouth.
Although he frowned, he still leaned forward and wiped the soup from You Wanqing's mouth with his fingertips, his movements were natural and smooth, without the slightest uncomfortable expression.
With a flushed face, You Wanqing squinted her eyes and swept around, and the smiling eyes around her made her face redder and redder, and her chewing action became smaller, but fortunately, a piece of potato had been swallowed.
"I'm hungry." With a slightly coquettish tone, You Wanqing took a sip of red wine, slid the remaining potato residue in her mouth, and looked at Shang Moqian with a smile.
Shang Moqian heard her obvious coquettish tone, shook his head helplessly, picked up a knife and fork and cut the steak carefully, "The steak here is good, you can try it." He stuffed a piece into his mouth as he spoke.
Shang Moqian started, You Wanqing naturally did not lag behind, cut a steak and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly full of juice overflowed his mouth, and a feeling of satisfaction arose.
Chewing the steak carefully, You Wanqing's face was an expression of enjoyment, and the lip color lined with juice on her lips was more ruddy and shiny, and it made people appetize when she gently sipped it.
Affected by You Wanqing's expression of enjoyment, Shang Moqian felt that the steak in his mouth seemed to taste better than usual, and he didn't think that it might be because of You Wanqing.
"Boss, do you usually come here to eat, you really enjoy it." After taking a sip of red wine and putting another piece of steak in his mouth, You Wanqing looked at Shang Moqian's expression with envy, jealousy and hatred.
President Shang, even if you eat here every day, you can eat it, on the other hand, she is a small clerk, and a meal here is estimated to cost her half a month's salary, not to mention this bottle of red wine.
His eyes fell on the bottle of red wine, You Wanqing is knowledgeable, Lafite in 82 years, not everyone can drink it, the smooth feeling in the mouth, it is worth the price.
"It's the price." Shang Moqian, who had no reason, remembered what You Wanqing said, these four words naturally revealed his current state of mind, and he couldn't help laughing at himself.
After a while, You Wanqing's face turned even redder, lowered his head and ate the steak, and after a while, he looked up at Shang Moqian, and saw him looking at him with a playful expression, and his face turned even redder.
Damn Shang Moqian, what is the price, what is the price, isn't it just that he said that he had to pay the price for taking advantage, and he also took the price of a meal, which is really embarrassing.
"Boss, this price is too small, it's insincere." Suddenly, You Wanqing raised her head, glanced at Shang Moqian, her face was flushed, but she was not embarrassed at all when she said it.
hugged and hugged many times, and wanted to use a meal to send it away, when she You Wanqing was a beggar, how could there be such a cheap thing, this is called cheap and good.
Looking at himself with shining eyes, Shang Moqian's smiling eyes stared at You Wanqing, and he didn't say anything, just looked at You Wanqing without chewing the steak, and smiled meaninglessly.
I was embarrassed to be laughed at, You Wanqing lowered her head again, and thought to herself, it's not that Fang Fang is not strong, but in fact, her skin is too thick, Shang Moqian can naturally act like nothing happened, she can't.
Well, the steak is delicious, You Wanqing, who lowered his head, still felt Shang Moqian's eyes, and simply stared at the steak on the plate, trying to eliminate the steak.
"Don't choke." Seeing that You Wanqing blushed, just bowed his head to eat the steak, obviously with the meaning of the plate of steak, Shang Moqian passed the red wine over with a smile.
On the transparent glass, You Wanqing's face became more and more red against the background of the red wine in the glass, and after taking the glass, You Wanqing raised his head and glanced at Shang Moqian, and swallowed the beef in his mouth with a sip of red wine.
"You're choking." Putting down the cup, You Wanqing had nothing to say, the steak on the plate had been wiped out by her, but Shang Moqian still looked at her slowly eating the steak.
The smile on his face made You Wanqing sit on pins and needles, his eyes glanced around, he just didn't look at Shang Moqian, it was lunch time, and the people in the store began to increase, and from time to time there were eyes sweeping towards the two of them.
From time to time, You Wanqing will always look at some meaningless eyes, retract her eyes, You Wanqing felt bored, and suddenly remembered the father and son just now: "By the way, what about his mother named Zhezhi?" “
The little boy who looks more and more familiar looks at it, although he looks a little like his father, but You Wanqing thinks that he should be more like his mother, but he didn't see his mother just now.
"He doesn't have a mother." Eating steak slowly, Shang Moqian poured a glass of red wine for You Wanqing in a gentlemanly manner, and answered You Wanqing's question when he put down the bottle.
"Who wouldn't have a mother, you can really pull it." After a while, You Wanqing blurted out the words of rebuttal, looking at Shang Moqian's eyes with an unclear light.
Such a cute little boy, born so handsome, his mother should also be a big beauty, just like Bai Jingshu, Bai Jingshu? You Wanqing was suddenly stunned, and finally remembered why she thought that little boy was familiar.
Doesn't he look a little similar to Bai Jingshu, no wonder she has a familiar feeling, the little boy's eyes are exactly the same as Bai Jingshu's, shining like stars in the sky in the dark night.
The next time I saw Bai Jingshu, I must tell her that I saw a little boy who looked very similar to her in City B, and she must have been very curious, she should have taken a photo just now.
"His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him." Shang Moqian's words interrupted You Wanqing's thoughts, and pulled her back from the regret of not taking pictures, but she was silent again, poor little boy.