For a while, everyone's eyes and attention were focused on this old man.

I saw the old man sitting down at the table, taking a bite of the spoon, and slowly eating bread with onion soup.

I saw that he bowed his head and was speechless, but sometimes he frowned, and sometimes nodded in approval.

Xingyue was not nervous when she watched.

Mu Lingyan watched everything silently throughout the whole process.

When Xingyue's nervous heartbeat was about to go into overdrive, the old man finally put down the spoon.

He sat there in silence and did not speak for a long time.

"No, isn't it so unpalatable?" Xingyue was a little worried.

I didn't taste it after I made it just now, could it be that there was something wrong with the taste?

Ah, you shouldn't just promise someone else to taste it.

After all, this is the second time she's made onion soup, and it's the first time she's made it completely independently.

Yang Xueqi has the same worries as her.

The two looked at each other.

Then, the old man finally made his move.

He got up and walked back to Xingyue, and asked with a kind smile, "Do you like this soup very much?" ”

Hearing him ask, Xingyue thought for a while before saying, "I've only eaten it once or twice, and I don't like it very much." ”

"Then why did you choose to make this soup?"

"Because it's a French dish I just learned the other day, and even if I had to make something else, I wouldn't do it."

"You just learned? But you've done a great job. The old man nodded affirmatively.

"Thank you for the compliment." Xingyue was a little embarrassed.

However, the thought that he had learned the recipe that Camille had taught him, and that he had been affirmed by others, still felt a glimmer of joy in his heart.

Fortunately, he also left something for Camille.

If you can, it would be a good idea to teach this recipe to the chefs of the RK Group and add it to the menu as a special dish.

I was thinking about it in my heart, when I heard the old man ask again: "Who taught you how to make this soup?" ”

Xingyue looked up, and the old man's eyes were full of eager anticipation.

And the housekeeper not far behind the old man had a little worry in his eyes.

It's as if he already knows what's going to happen.

"It was taught to me by an old man I just met a few days ago." Xingyue said honestly.

"That'...... Where is she? ”

Thinking of Camille, Xingyue's throat couldn't help but stalk, and her eyes were wet: "She used to live in a cabin by the sea, but now, she has left us. ”

Xingyue's words were very vague, but the silver-haired old man still understood the meaning of her words.

His body on crutches shook slightly.

The butler immediately stepped forward to support his body and said something to the old man in French.

Although Xingyue didn't understand, she could guess that it should be words of comfort.

The old man's expression was very sad and sad, and he was supported by the housekeeper and left the restaurant.

Looking at the old man's back, Xing Yue reacted at this time, why did he feel that the old man was very familiar just now.

It turned out that he was the old man he saw in front of the seaside wooden house today!

Sure enough, his intuition was right, Camille and this castle really have a very deep relationship with a hidden layer.

The arrival of the silver-haired old man was like an interlude, giving the diners in the restaurant a talking point.

Everyone was discussing the identity of this old man one after another.

Finally, someone suddenly mentioned: "Eh, don't you think that the old gentleman just now looks very similar to a portrait of a person hanging in the castle?" ”

After he mentioned this, others also reacted.

"It's a bit similar! It's just that he's older than the person in the portrait. ”

"Could it be that he is the master of this castle? Lumiu's big boss?! ”

This speculation was quickly unanimously recognized.

Coupled with the housekeeper's respect for the silver-haired old man, this speculation is even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Great, the big boss of Lumiu is back, it seems that whoever has the agency power will have the result."

Everyone thought excitedly.

It's just that everyone was excited, and gradually calmed down.

The three words of agency are like a magic spell, so that the people who had just gathered together to discuss the identity of the silver-haired old man instantly re-planned into their respective camps.

Yao Zipei's hand holding the red wine glass shook slightly, a sneer pulled out from the corner of his mouth, and he stared at Mu Xingyue unkindly.

The big boss of Lumiu had just returned, and he appeared quietly without any notice, and he didn't even know about the negotiators of the two companies competing for the right to proxie.

But as soon as he appeared, he was attracted by the onion soup made by Mu Xingyue.

Mu Xingyue really has the means, pretending to be sad and sad, but if she doesn't do it sooner or later, she doesn't do it sooner or later, but at this time, she makes Laoshizi soup.

said that she did it unintentionally, Yao Zipei didn't believe it when she was killed.

Yao Zipei's gaze also fell on Mu Lingyan beside Xingyue.

Mu Lingyan was leaving the restaurant with Xingyue at this time.

He bent his arm slightly, and Xingyue hooked his arm naturally.

The flowing movements not only show the intimacy of the relationship between the two people, it must be that there are such actions in ordinary times, so that there will be such familiar and natural movements, and Mu Lingyan's gestures are full of gentlemanly style.

Coupled with his outstanding appearance, it is even more exciting for women of all ages.

A sense of jealousy rose from Yao Zipei's heart.

She glared at Cheng Nansheng beside her dissatisfiedly.

In the past, Cheng Nansheng also had such a gentlemanly and personable period, but now, there are more and more stinky habits of secular men.

Only by thinking hard can I get Cheng Nansheng in my hands.

Although she now has a bad reputation in the circle, she can no longer be as smooth sailing as before, so she can only rely on Cheng Nansheng to gain a foothold in a low-level identity first.

But that doesn't mean she's willing to endure it.

Seeing that Cheng Nansheng still wanted to continue pouring wine for himself, Yao Zipei hurriedly held him down.

"Today, the boss of Lumiu is back, and the issue of the ownership of the agency has reached the most important moment, and you can't take it lightly." Yao Zipei said in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

During this period of time, Cheng Nansheng often drank a lot of alcohol.

Then at night, Yao Zipei will have a very uncomfortable time.

After drinking, Cheng Nansheng didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, which often made her very painful, and even left bruises on her body.

But a man's strength is greater than that of a woman, Yao Zipei can't escape from her, so she can only let Cheng Nansheng do whatever she wants.

But today is too important, Yao Zipei must stop Cheng Nansheng.

Sure enough, Cheng Nansheng glared at Yao Zipei dissatisfied, but still listened to her words and let go of the hand holding the wine bottle.

That night, the castle was eerily quiet.

The people of the RK Group and the Asahi Group all stayed quietly in their bedrooms.

Everyone is afraid that they will do something, even if it is not related to work, they are also worried that it will affect their image in the eyes of the big boss of Lumiu, their own company.

Cheng Nansheng's bedroom.

The leaders of the Asato Group gathered here to discuss once again the conditions such as the degree of concessions that their company can withstand in the next negotiations.

When it was over, everyone got up and left.

Yao Zipei was the last to stand up, but her wrist was held by Cheng Nansheng.

"Don't go, stay." He didn't look at Yao Zipei, and lowered his head, so that Yao Zipei couldn't see his expression clearly.

But his voice was very low, and his mood was not high.

Yao Zipei's heart moved.

Cheng Nansheng at this time is different from the drunk man a few days ago, at this time, he has a little bit of his former appearance.

When Cheng Nansheng was by An Yicheng's side, the feeling exuded from his body was the same as now.

What Yao Zipei has been thinking about all these years is such Cheng Nansheng.

Sitting back in the chair, Yao Zipei moved his wrist, and the palm that was held held in turn held Cheng Nansheng's hand.

"What's wrong? Get up on the wrong side of the bed? She asked.

In the voice is the tenderness and care that is unique to women.

Cheng Nansheng did not answer.

He is really in a bad mood, he can see Mu Lingyan and Mu Xingyue showing affection in front of him every day, how good can his mood be?

But he didn't bother to say any more.

Yao Zipei hates Mu Xingyue, he knows it.

"I'm a little nervous." He found a reason.

This reason is very appropriate, so Yao Zipei did not doubt it.

"Is it because of agency?" Yao Zipei chuckled, "We have done what we can do, and we should accept the next thing, no matter what the result is." Isn't that what you said to us ten minutes ago? Why, it turns out that Mr. Cheng is so unconfident in his heart? ”

With a wry smile, Cheng Nansheng raised his eyes and looked at Yao Zipei: "Sister Zipei, don't laugh at me." ”

Sister Zipei.

It's been a long time since I've heard that name.

Yao Zipei's heart gradually gathered a ball of heat.

This frustrated man, with the smell of alcohol on his body, gradually coincided with that night last year.

That night, he sent Cheng Nansheng, who was drunk in the clubhouse, back to his apartment, and had his first kiss with Cheng Nansheng when he was drunk and hazy.

That kiss would have tasted good, if it weren't for the fact that he shouted an easy orange.

Although there have been many kisses with Cheng Nansheng in the past few months, they don't have the taste of that night.

Recalling that kiss in his mind, Yao Zipei slowly narrowed the distance between him and Cheng Nansheng.

Yin Hong's lips gently pressed against Cheng Nansheng's lips.

And the hand holding Cheng Nansheng's hand also guided him to his chest.

With his lips close to his, Yao Zipei exhaled like an orchid, with a seductive charm.

Nan Sheng...... Be gentle with me tonight......"

Such a voice and such a touch awakened the beast in Cheng Nansheng's heart, grabbed Yao Zipei, and pressed her on the table.