Chapter 179: Live Broadcast Truth
After a long time, the door was pushed open, and Su Mingyuan walked in.
He glanced at him and didn't react to his comings and goings, only work Qiao Yue in his eyes, and a trace of depression rose in his heart.
"Eat." Su Mingyuan's tone lightly highlighted two words.
"Huh? Oh. Qiao Yue raised her head before she realized what he said.
She subconsciously glanced at the time on the computer screen and found that it was already twelve o'clock.
By the time she quickly cleaned up and stood up, Su Mingyuan had already left, leaving only the half-open door.
Qiao Yue hurriedly walked out.
Su Mingyuan personally asked her to go to dinner, she couldn't let him wait for her anymore, she didn't know when she would lose her temper again.
Qiao Yue went downstairs and experienced the events of the morning, and she deliberately walked a little slower when she went down the stairs to prevent the same troubles from happening again.
All the way to the restaurant, Qiao Yue didn't see Aunt Liu.
Then Su Mingyuan called her to eat, who made this meal, could it be Su Mingyuan.
Walking into the restaurant, Su Mingyuan was already sitting at the dining table, and there were a few dishes and dishes for two people on the table.
Qiao Yue walked across from him with interest, sat down, looked at the food on the table, and hesitated.
Su Mingyuan picked up the bowl, seemed to see Qiao Yue's doubts, and said lightly: "Aunt Liu is taking leave today, and the takeout ordered for lunch is okay to eat." ”
In fact, in the morning, Su Mingyuan called Aunt Liu and gave her a day off.
"Oh." Qiao Yue nodded, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, and ate them.
In fact, Qiao Yue is not particular about what to eat.
has experienced those days when there was no money, for Qiao Yue, as long as she can eat enough.
Besides, even if it is a takeaway, with Su Mingyuan's economic ability, it is definitely the highest level.
There are two vegetarian dishes and two meat dishes on the table, plus a soup, although it is delivered, but the color and taste are no different from those just out of the pot, and the green vegetables are still glowing with green luster.
This is a luxury for two people to dine, not to mention improvising.
Qiao Yue knew that these meals might come from the hands of the chef of a five-star hotel.
Su Mingyuan is a fastidious person, and this exquisiteness is reflected in all aspects of his life.
For example, the meals on the table, although they are takeaways, are not placed in disposable lunch boxes, but are neatly placed in the delicate white bone china tableware they usually use.
If not, absolutely no one knows that these meals are ordered takeaway.
Su Mingyuan eats very slowly and elegantly, does not make a trace of unpleasant sound, and drinks soup with vegetables, all of which seem very serious and calm, giving people a feeling of enjoying watching him eat.
Qiao Yue used to eat quickly, because she was often in a hurry, went to work and went to class, and eating was always solved in the shortest time.
Even sometimes, when the time was too late, Qiao Yue solved the three meals on the road.
Even when she didn't have time to eat on the road, Qiao Yue simply waited for the end of her part-time job, or after class, and then went to eat casually.
At that time, it is often past the meal, and the stomach is already hungry and loses the feeling of hunger.
Over time, there will be stomach problems, and even symptoms of anemia, one step to eat or eat the wrong thing, dizziness and weakness, the last time I fainted in the company is the reason.
The aroma of food fills the room, and the occasional sound of chopsticks hitting the dishes makes the whole restaurant seem particularly quiet.
Qiao Yue wanted to break this silence several times and find something to say, but when she looked up and saw Su Mingyuan's beautiful but indifferent face, she lost her courage.
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