Zhong Yinian's face was red, and he looked at the little paw held by the president uncomfortably.

To be honest, although the two of them have been married for so long, everything has happened, but holding hands is really rare.

"What's wrong?"

Pei Muchen felt that his wife beside him was a little uncomfortable, and turned his head to look at her.

"Why are you so red?"

The temperature is okay today, is she sick?

Thinking about it, Pei Muchen reached out and touched her forehead.

"It's not hot."

Odd!

Pei Muchen frowned and died, but he couldn't guess the reason at all.

Zhong Yinian tried to calm his pounding little heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle, Ouyang Special Assistant is married?"

I only heard a few words just now, and I didn't understand the specific meaning of what they said, after all, I didn't know anything.

"Well, it wasn't a few days before us, but we didn't get the certificate, and then today the two of them had a little conflict."

Pei Muchen was rare and patient, and even began to explain to her.

When it comes to conflicts, the two of them have also had trouble several times, and last time she also left and divorced.

"I see."

Zhong Yinian nodded, she didn't know many people, since she married the president, she knew several.

This Ouyang Yunyi is still the first to be married.

"Uncle, when I get to Muxiang Pavilion, I want to eat sweet and sour hairtail."

Pei Muchen: ............

Little bunny, you're jumping too fast.

"Okay, talk to Mu Ran when the time comes."

According to Pei Muran's current situation, if she doesn't want to eat, she will serve something.

Muxiang Pavilion –

Sitting in Pei Muchen's exclusive private room, the waiter came to greet them.

"I'm sorry, our Mr. Pei is meeting guests, and we will come over later."

The waiter explained while pouring water, and Zhong Yinian smiled sweetly.

"It's okay, wait until she's done."

Zhong Yinian reached out and took the recipe and prepared to order.

"Uncle, are you eating eggplant today?"

remembered that Pei Muchen liked to eat eggplant, so she reflexively asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, then order an eggplant, do you want a fish-flavored or oil-flavored one?"

Zhong Yinian looked at the menu and asked for Pei Muchen's meaning.

Before Pei Muchen could say anything, Zhong Yinian interrupted him.

"Braised in oil, the stew is delicious, and the taste is heavy."

Pei Muchen: ............

"Okay."

The two of them ordered four or five dishes, and after the menu was handed over to the waiter, Zhong Yinian began to get bored.

"Uncle, how much do you think this painting is worth? It's beautiful. ”

Pei Muchen stretched out his hand and pointed to a painting hanging on the wall, which was particularly atmospheric.

"If you like, take it back with you after eating."

Isn't it just a painting, if Zhong Yinian likes Mu Xiang Pavilion, he can get it.

"No, there's nowhere to hang it at home."

The design of the Mid-Levels Villa is unique, and it has been perfected everywhere.

If she hangs another painting, it will ruin the style of the whole villa, and it is better for her not to do this kind of thing.

It's fun here, and the private room next door can be described as tense.

"You have to take this."

On the table, there is the jewelry sent by the emperor Ziyan two thousand years ago.

"What I gave you, I won't get back."

Huangfu Ziyan sat on a chair in a military uniform, there was no expression on his wheat-colored handsome face, and the tone of his speech was also flat, making it impossible to figure out his emotions.

"But this is also a dowry, and I don't promise to marry you."