Ji Wannong didn't dare to get angry, she was patient, and said to him softly: "You drive first, we will eat and chat while we arrive at Xiaozhulou, don't delay your work." ”

Huo Yao restarted the throttle at this time, paused, and said, "I can push it at the afternoon meeting." ”

Ji Wannong: "No, no, it's not an urgent matter, I can't finish talking today, so let's talk slowly, anyway, there is still more time." ”

In three years, she didn't believe that Mr. Huo had not grown at all.

Huo Yao held the steering wheel with both hands and urged: "I'm listening." ”

Ji Wannong: "I won't hide it from you, I said that I want to calm down myself, and I am seriously considering divorcing you." ”

Hearing the word 'divorce', Huo Yao's face sank.

Ji Wannong sped up his speech: "After you left, it was Mr. Chu who persuaded me for a long time and told me a lot before I dispelled my idea of picking a child and not doing it." The two of us quarreled today, really thanks to Mr. Chu's reconciliation, otherwise it would be difficult for me to get rid of my anger for a while, and it would be impossible to go to dinner with you calmly. ”

Huo Yao pursed his lips, revealing a thoughtful expression.

Ji Wannong asked him softly: "Mr. Huo, what did you think of?" ”

Huo Yao did not hesitate, and repeated Chen Shuyu's words to her as they were, and at the end, he asked, "Is that so?" Do you want me to do that? ”

Assistant Chen not only has to take care of Mr. Huo's diet and daily life, but also has to worry about family affairs for Mr. Huo, which is not easy.

Ji Wannong nodded, and said, "That's what Assistant Chen said." When two people are together, it's not that you sign the contract at the negotiation table, each article must be clearly written, and it is black and white. Especially when you are angry, it is useless to talk about any reason. ”

Huo Yao: "Got it, is there anything else?" ”

Ji Wannong: "Also, I have already said that I trust you completely, but you don't keep asking, what answer do you want to get?" Is it my answer that you don't care about? You don't believe what I'm saying anyway, so why do you bother asking? Don't you already have the answer in mind? It's easy for the two of us to quarrel again, which is why Mr. Chu has lost two vases and wants to interrupt you. ”

Huo Yao: "Then do you trust me unconditionally?" ”

Ji Wannong took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the urge to kill, and silently looked out the car window.

She said so much about feelings, but he didn't listen to it at all.

Why is Mr. Huo so oily and salty?!

After so many years, how did Qingqing endure it???

Do you rely on his face-

Ji Wannong pinched his eyebrows fiercely.

it.

Not to mention, seeing his face, all the stuffiness has disappeared.

Thinking about it seriously, Huo Yao can't find any other shortcomings except for his low emotional intelligence and unintentionally being angry and not paying for his life.

He is handsome, has a good figure, can take care of people, is careful enough, and is very willing to spend money while being rich, he spends money on the people around him, which is not soft at all.

Thinking about it like this, Ji Wannong persuaded herself.

No one is perfect, and Mr. Huo's small shortcomings are negligible.

After the self-brainwashing was completed, Ji Wannong forcibly squeezed out a fake smile: "Mr. Huo, everyone has already answered you, whether it is true or not, you keep asking, you are deliberately looking for a quarrel?" ”

Huo Yao laughed and mocked: "I know that what you said is not true." ”

Ji Wannong silently clenched her fists and looked out the window again.

Forgivable, forgivable.

This little shortcoming, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning!

Soon, the car drove to the private club.

Ji Wannong got out of the car and walked towards the floor where the small bamboo building was located without looking back.

Huo Yao followed behind her, she trotted up, and he could still follow her lazily, effortlessly.

It's infuriating!

She walked two or even three steps away, and one step was enough for him.

Ji Wannong was angry, and he didn't care about the eyes of others, so he simply ran wildly.

"Sorry to interrupt, please show your membership card first."

When she arrived at the door of Xiaozhulou, she was stopped by the waiter at the door.

Before Ji Wannong could speak, the manager saw her, walked over quickly, and welcomed her in with a smile: "Teacher Ji, I haven't been here for a long time, are Boss Ji and Teacher Chen okay?" Where have you been going to play lately? ”

The waitress who wanted to check her membership card hurriedly bowed to her and apologized.

Ji Wannong waved his hand, signaled that it was okay, smiled and politely said to the manager, "My parents are in good health, and they have been with my sister in New York recently, thank you for your concern." ”

Manager: "Where, it's me who is taken care of by Boss Ji." The dishes he has developed are our signature dishes and are a must-order for almost every guest. ”

In order to ensure the uniqueness of Xiaozhulou's dishes, the dishes developed by Boss Ji himself cannot be sold in his own Jihai Restaurant.

In this regard, Boss Ji had no complaints, and still developed new dishes and sent them to Xiaozhulou first.

Boss Ji, who has traveled all over the world and eaten all over the world, can always figure out a rough idea of local food every time he eats it, and then improve it to make a delicacy that is more in line with the appetite of guests.

Manager: "Is Mr. Ji alone?" ”

"Both."

The manager turned around and saw Huo Yao, and his posture was even more respectful: "Mr. Huo, Mr. Ji, please come here." ”

Relying on her father's exclusive dishes, she is also the VVIp in the VVIp in Xiaozhulou, every time she comes, as long as the manager is there, she will always arrange the best window position for her.

However, she rarely comes to Xiaozhulou to eat.

If the manager is there, give her a free order, once or twice is fine, but she is embarrassed if there are many times.

The manager is not there, she pays for it herself, and two or three dishes eat her salary for a month or even two months, which is too luxurious.

Today, following Mr. Huo, Ji Wannong sat in the box of Xiaozhulou for the first time.

She looked at it curiously, and said casually: "I feel that the decoration style is very similar to the old house of the Huo family." ”

Huo Yao raised his eyes: "Have vision." The box of the small bamboo building is the work of Mr. Feng Lao. ”

Mr. Feng is not a professional designer, he is the most authoritative archaeologist and the most authoritative historian in China.

Studying ancient architectural palaces is just Mr. Feng's hobby.

The death of Mr. Feng Lao is definitely a great loss to the historical and archaeological community.

Unexpectedly, the box in Xiaozhulou was also from the hands of Mr. Feng.

The muscles at the corners of Ji Wannong's mouth and eyes twitched violently, and she didn't even dare to sit on the carved wooden chair with all her weight.

Ji Wannong: "If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Feng's design has one of the most basic requirements, he only uses genuine products. ”

Huo Yao glanced at the wooden chair under her buttocks, and nodded lightly: "Hmm." ”

Ji Wannong looked around the box: "Golden silk nanmu? All? ”

Huo Yao let out another 'um' from the tip of his nose.

Ji Wannong shook again: "Including beams and wooden windows? ”

Huo Yao: "Hmm. ”

Ji Wannong: "............"

Does she deserve to sit here and eat?

This thing is not allowed to be cut down now.

Proper priceless real luxury!

A chair made of golden silk nanmu can be auctioned for seven figures at will, such a precious thing, but the small bamboo building is used as beams and wooden windows, and even door frames?

Seriously, she hated the rich.

Ji Wannong's eyelids twitched again: "This painting "Autumn Mountain Mangroves" ...... It can't be Tang Yin's real work, right? ”

Huo Yao: "No. ”

Ji Wannong just let out a sigh, and heard him say casually: "Tang Yin's real works are in the old mansion." This painting is the work of Mr. Zhang Zhengquan. ”

Ji Wannong: "............"

Zhang Zhengquan, number Daqian.