"Why don't I believe it?" Hearing Chen Yifan's words, Huang Ying just glanced up at him speechlessly.

She didn't realize that in front of him, she could be so wanton and casual, and even the tension in the face of this "big scene" just now was unconsciously eliminated.

Such a place, to see it once, is already amazing, what kind of person must be to be in and out every day?

How could she, a girl from an ordinary family, go in and out of such a place every day.

Until now, she has no doubts about the identity and background arranged for her by Zu Long.

In the household registration book, her name is clearly written, and her photo is pasted, which cannot be faked.

Chen Yifan sighed, and the yellow warbler in front of him made him helpless.

"You don't believe anything, you can believe nothing, but I hope you can at least believe a little bit...... Your own heart! ”

After that, Chen Yifan led the yellow warbler into the plum garden.

Huang Ying pursed her lips, looking a little restrained, but she still couldn't help but quietly look at the strange scene around her.

The touch of the ground under her feet made her slightly startled, and when she looked down, it turned out to be a thin layer of snow, half a shoe deep, and the mud floor was paved with bluestone slabs underneath.

With a slight sigh in her eyes, Huang Ying couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the happiness of rich people was really something she couldn't imagine.

The details are also done so meticulously.

If you rent a few acres of garden directly outside to create such a plum garden, it is not a lot more cost-effective, so why spend such a large price to build it in a high-rise building?

Sure enough, she couldn't guess what the rich man thought.

"Why are you in Jinghua Middle School?" Thinking of this, Huang Ying couldn't help but turn her head and ask Chen Yifan.

At this time, in her eyes, Chen Yifan is the evil "rich man".

"Of course I'm waiting for you!" Chen Yifan paused, lowered his head and looked at Huang Ying, and said with a smile.

Although in fact, it is Renlongquan High School who doesn't want him, but in the final analysis, it is also because of this "early love" with Ao Lingyuan!

Huang Ying rolled her eyes, didn't believe his words, and turned her head away.

In my heart, I couldn't help but sigh again, that shadow, could it really be him?

She didn't believe it, she couldn't have met such a person.

Moreover, how can such a person like her?

She's so ...... Unremarkable.

The figure of the woman couldn't help flashing in her mind, and Huang Ying hung her head silently, distressed by her ordinariness.

Presumably, Zu Long didn't expect that calling Chang'e didn't make Huang Ying deepen Chen Yifan's impression of a scumbag, but caused the baby daughter to feel ashamed.

"This way, please!" Dong Qirui continued to lead the way with the two, and the two walked forward in the red plum garden covered with light snow.

You can see that the small pavilion hidden among the plum trees in the distance, and the 3D plum snow map on the wall in the far distance is also painted, which seems to be integrated with the scenery of the plum garden, and there is no boundary.

Looking up, I couldn't see where the lights were, just a snowy sky, slightly overcast.

What kind of private room is this, it's clearly a small world, right?

Dong Qirui led them to the largest pavilion in the middle of the plum garden, and there were traces of water around the pavilion that had melted away.

Walking into the pavilion, the temperature suddenly rose by more than ten degrees, although it was not very warm, it could barely be regarded as cool and comfortable.

Dong Qirui invited the two of them to sit down at the table, while he stood aside and pulled an imperceptible transparent silk thread hanging down next to the pavilion.

This is for summons, signaling to the waiters that the food can be served.

Of course, in modern society, this could have been replaced by modern communication equipment such as walkie-talkies, but that would be too inconsistent and ruin the scenery.

And those who can be invited to such a private room to eat are all people that Mr. Zeng can't afford to offend, just because of a small mistake in a small detail, if they are hated, the gain outweighs the loss.

And Mr. Zeng, with these four private rooms that cost a lot of money to build, has made many dignitaries and dignitaries and expanded a lot of contacts.

Even, in a certain noble circle, whether you can be invited by Mr. Zeng to dine here is a comparison.

"Chen Gongzi, this Hundred Birds Pilgrimage Banquet is specially created for you by Mr. Zeng, with a total of 108 dishes, all of which are rare in the mountains."

"This first dish: a clever tongue like a spring, is a lark with a standard posture and a beautiful singing voice raised for a month, drinking clear springs every day, eating fresh fruits, and finally taking the tongue of a bird." The first dish came up, Dong Qirui introduced.

"......" Huang Ying's eyes widened, and she was speechless for a while, just a dish, so troublesome, so ...... Waste!

Chen Yifan glanced at Huang Ying, afraid that she wouldn't dare to eat it, so he tasted it first: "Not bad!" ”

"This ...... Can you really eat it? Huang Ying still resisted a little and hesitated.

"You'll find out if you try." Chen Yifan put down his chopsticks and said with a smile.

This is a real foodie, as long as he eats it, whatever he wants, it tastes good!

"By the way, help me get a jar of Kuoluo!"

Chen Yifan looked at the waiter who had just finished serving the food and was about to go down.

The waiter was stunned and confused.

This is the first time I have heard such a request from a big guy who came to eat here.

Chinese cuisine is full of color, flavor and flavor, and Huang Ying couldn't help but be seduced by the lingering aroma on the tip of her nose after all, tried the first bite, and then got out of control.

A plate of bird's tongue was half eaten by her, and Dong Qirui next to him had a rich expression, and he wanted to stop talking.

There are 108 dishes for this feast, and they are generally eaten at a shallow level, how can there be such a meal as Huang Ying.

But it was such an indomitable momentum that Huang Ying, who Dong Qirui didn't dare to remind rashly, suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Yifan opposite.

The temptation of good food, at this moment, does not seem to exist.

In fact, what she was looking at was not even Chen Yifan, but the Coke in Chen Yifan's hand.

This scene is so familiar, so familiar!

"Coke, can you give me a drink?" I don't know if it's out of curiosity or for what reason, Huang Ying looked at Chen Yifan and said.

"Huh?" Chen Yifan was a little surprised, then rolled his eyes, and with a look of watching a good show, he directly put the coke jar he had drunk in his hand to Huang Ying's hand.

Half a jar left, but ......

Huang Ying obviously realized this, if she drank it, wouldn't it be ...... Indirect kissing?

"Please give me a new can, thank you!" Huang Ying raised her head and glared at Chen Yifan, then turned her head to Dong Qirui and said.

But he didn't realize that he was very skilled in commanding people, and although he was polite, he carried a kind of majesty.

How can this be just an ordinary person?

Chen Yifan shrugged and put the can of Coke back.

At this time, the dish is served to the third course, the "ordinary" steamed bear's paw.

This dish, which is impossible to eat in the outside hall without making a reservation two or three months in advance, is indeed extremely ordinary on this table.

Dong Qirui had just started to introduce the fourth dish that had just been served, and suddenly the wind made a loud noise, and the falling snow turned into a heavy snow.

So much so that the wind actually overshadowed Dong Qirui's voice.