Port.

A white shirt, a high-waisted A small skirt, the hem of the shirt is tucked into the skirt, small sandals with cat ears on the feet, and a Winnie the Pooh's computer bag on his back.

The hair is tied high in a ponytail, and the whole person looks very fresh and neat.

Just got off the plane, Qiao Mengyu locked the location of Xi Yu, in a high-end restaurant in the port area.

Come to think of it, Shao Rongqian must be there.

She ran away from home in the port area, and because she refused to marry the Fu family, she fell out with Qiao Lao's second child.

"Master, go to the Fog Harbor Restaurant." Qiao Mengyu got into a taxi and said.

The driver turned his head to look at her, started the car, and chatted while driving: "Little sister is coming to the port area alone?" ”

Very lame Mandarin, different from Shao Rongqian, but barely able to understand.

"My friend is waiting for me at the Fog Harbor restaurant." Qiao Mengyu said defensively.

I'm afraid that the incident at the last dock will happen again.

"Then your friend must be very good!" The driver said again.

Qiao Mengyu didn't understand what he meant, pursed his lips and didn't speak, for fear that he would be deceived.

"You can not go to the Wugang Restaurant, it is not a place that ordinary people can afford, it is a membership system, and ordinary people don't have chickens to eat there!" The driver explained.

Qiao Mengyu listened to the broken Mandarin, and her heart began to be difficult again, listening to this meaning, she was afraid that she would not be able to go in to find Shao Rongqian.

"Hey, no, I passed by the Wugang restaurant in the morning, and I saw that it was wrapped, there should be some big people who want to eat there, miss, won't it be your friend?" The driver continued to gossip.

Qiao Mengyu nodded with a smile, pretending not to understand his words, but he was basically sure in his heart that Shao Rongqian should be in the Wugang Restaurant.

So the question is, how is she going to get in and find him?

Or is it the way to go?

I'm afraid it won't work to touch the porcelain again, and the key is that her small body can't stand it.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the Fog Harbor restaurant.

Contrary to imagination, there are no splendid tall buildings and no luxurious facades, and the entrance of the Wugang Restaurant is just a small door, which looks like a bit of a winding path.

Qiao Mengyu took a deep breath, pushed the door in, and met the smiling face at the front desk.

"Miss, I'm sorry, but the restaurant is closed today." Very polite tone, very standard Mandarin.

"I'm looking for ...... Mr. Shao. Qiao Mengyu tentatively spoke, and the hand holding the backpack subconsciously tightened.

She is very unfamiliar with the port area, far from being at ease in Beijing, and even speaks carefully.

"It turns out that you are Mr. Shao's guest, please come with me." The young lady at the front desk smiled very friendly and made a gesture of invitation to Qiao Mengyu.

Qiao Mengyu was shocked, so easy to let in?

Don't even ask a word?

She didn't know that in the port area, no one dared to impersonate Shao Rongqian, and no one rushed to send him to death.

When the front desk lady heard the word 'Mr. Shao', she naturally wouldn't ask any more questions.

Bypassing a two-meter-wide corridor, this is really into the restaurant, which is really a cave, a very open field, all kinds of flowers and plants, rockeries and flowing water.

It is completely unimaginable that there will be such a large space inside, and the landscape scenery is the size of a football field.

Between the mountains and rivers, there is a tea table made of yellow rosewood, next to it is a Taishi chair, there is a delicate tea set on the table, and the tea set is an inverted incense on the side, and you can smell the refreshing taste from afar.

Qiao Mengyu suddenly thought of "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", which depicts probably such a scene.

The young lady at the front desk smiled, and made a gesture of invitation to Qiao Mengyu from time to time: "Miss, this way." ”

Bypassing a rockery, the sound of the 'waterfall' fades away, and in the depths of the 'Hermit's Land', there is a half-person-high seat surrounded by bamboo.

Through the sparse bamboo pole, Qiao Mengyu vaguely saw the familiar back.

A pure black satin shirt with trousers of the same color underneath, the hem of the shirt tucked into the belt, still carved into the bones of indifference and alienation.

The elbow of his right hand rested lightly on the table, and a thin cigarette between his fingers was negligently extinguished, and the white smoke that floated up reached the side of his resolute face, as if he had been coated with a layer of mystery and etherealism.

When he got closer, Qiao Mengyu became nervous, and he didn't dare to get closer, so he just stood far away, holding the strap of his schoolbag tightly with both hands, like a restrained elementary school student.

The young lady at the front desk reported very respectfully and skillfully: "Mr. Shao, your friend has arrived." ”

When the words fell, the man seemed to pause, then turned sideways slightly, crossed the half-encircled bamboo wall, and looked in the direction of Qiao Mengyu.

Shao Rongqian's unfazed eyes touched the clean and fair little face, Shao Rongqian frowned with rare emotion, but quickly withdrew his gaze, took a puff of cigarette unhurriedly, and spit out a white smoke ring.

Bringing people in, the young lady at the front desk owes a debt and leaves.

Song Wensheng, who was opposite Shao Rongqian, poked his head over, saw that it was Qiao Mengyu, and immediately smiled and waved and greeted in Chinese: "Niece, it's you!" ”

Qiao Mengyu hurriedly showed a signature smile and greeted Song Wensheng: "Hello." ”

Talking on his lips, but the person was still standing in place, I don't know if he was afraid, Shao Rongqian didn't speak, and his feet were a little afraid to go over.

"Come and sit, there are no outsiders, just me and Brother Qian." Very standard Mandarin.

The Song family is a well-known family in the Hong Kong area, and they have always been good friends with the Shao family, and Song Wensheng has a good relationship with Shao Rongqian, so they are not so restrained.

What's more, Song Wensheng is naturally familiar, especially for beautiful women.

Qiao Mengyu had a smile on her little face, but her feet honestly didn't dare to move, and she looked at Shao Rongqian with a pair of fox eyes.

Song Wensheng was amused: "Brother Qian, how strict your uncle is, he doesn't dare to come over without saying anything." ”

Shao Rongqian lowered his eyes slightly, his face was a little cold, and he only spit out a smoke ring quietly, and then asked in a deep and hoarse voice: "Why did you come to the port area again?" ”

Obviously, his voice was not high, and he didn't even have an intonation, but Qiao Mengyu just heard Shao Rongqian's displeasure.

She immediately lowered her head, like a schoolboy who had made a mistake: "I...... Runaway ......"

Shao Rongqian flicked the cigarette ash and laughed in his heart, the children were so bold that they dared to run away from home.

Also, when the dog sees the second ancestor, he has to make a detour, and it is common for him to want to run away from home.

"Brother Qian, don't be so fierce, you are terrified."

As Song Wensheng spoke, the person had already stood up and walked towards Qiao Mengyu.

Song Wensheng was wearing a cotton and linen casual T-shirt with black slacks underneath, walked up to Qiao Mengyu, bent down to look down at her, and his clean face was filled with a sunny smile.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Qian just looks fierce." As Song Wensheng spoke, his slender hand had already grabbed Qiao Mengyu's wrist and pulled her towards the seat.