The girl hung up the phone and stopped a waiter, "Which room is Mr. Gu?"

Through the hollow wooden door, the waiter pointed to the terrace outside and said, "I just saw Mr. Gu there. Miss, please go over and take a look!"

Chen Ting nodded and walked towards the terrace in her high heels.

Through the half-open window, Ling Yinuo had already seen her.

She looks petite and delicate, has white skin, big eyes, but her lips are too thin, making her look a little mean, and she looks pretty, but she puts on heavy makeup and looks out of place.

She is not tall and can match her in seven centimeter high heels.

Ling Yinuo was at ease.

Chen Ting walked over and glanced at the terrace without seeing any man, only Ling Yinuo.

She looked at Ling Yinuo with a bad tone, "Hey, do you see a man here?"

Ling Yinuo ignored her.

Chen Ting said again, "I'm asking you!"

Ling Yinuo then turned around, "Ask me? I don't call him Hey. There are many men in the teahouse. Who are you asking?"

Chen Ting snorted coldly and walked back with a boring voice, holding her cell phone as if she was going to make a phone call.

Soon, Ling Yihang and Si Yan came back.

Si Yan booked a elegant room next to the terrace. When Chen Ting saw Si Yan, her eyes lit up slightly. The man in front of her was tall and strong, wearing a shirt, with wide shoulders and narrow waist.

He looks handsome, and although he has a little beard, he looks more masculine.

It was really beyond her expectations!

I originally thought that a rich child in his thirties must have gained weight and greasyness, and had a lot of fat, but I didn't expect that he was a handsome man.

She was moved by Si Yan, suddenly became a little nervous, raised her hand and laughed softly, "Hello Mr. Gu!"

Si Yan did not shake hands with her, but said indifferently, "Sit down!"

"What's this handsome guy?" Chen Ting looked at Ling Yihang with a gentle face.

Si Yan paused and introduced, "My nephew, I'm here to play with me."

Chen Ting smiled and said, "He looks so handsome!"

Ling Yihang spoke politely, "Hello aunt!"

Auntie?

Chen Ting's smile froze. She was twenty-six years old this year, and she was more than ten years older than Ling Yihang. Why did she become an aunt?

Si Yan wanted to laugh too, so he held back and said indifferently, "Sit down, what are Miss Chen drinking?"

Before Chen Ting could speak, Ling Yinuo opened the door and came in.

Ling Yihang immediately said, "Sister, the aunt who was on a blind date with uncle is here!"

Chen Ting turned her head and was stunned when she saw Ling Yinuo. She pretended not to know each other and laughed gently, "Hello!"

Ling Yinuo nodded with a smile, "Aunt Chen!"

Chen Ting's lips twitched, and it would be fine if Ling Yihang called her aunt, but Ling Yinuo looked about the same age as her, so she called her aunt?

She kept a smile on her face, "Everyone sit down, don't be polite!"

There are carved wooden windows on both sides of the room, and there are plum vases and incense burners on the table tables under the window.

The smoke curled and drifted, and the taste was elegant.

There was a long table in the middle of the room, and benches were on both sides. Ling Yihang sat on Si Yan's left, and Ling Yinuo walked over and sat on Si Yan's right.

The three of them looked at Chen Ting together.

Chen Ting, “…”

I feel inexplicably interrogated.

Si Yan poured tea, and Chen Ting immediately took it with both hands, "Thank you, Gu Xian,"

Before she could say the word "sheng" she saw Si Yan give the poured tea to Ling Yinuo.

She smiled embarrassedly and put her hand down in embarrassment.

Si Yan poured another cup for Ling Yihang, and finally poured one for himself, then pushed the teapot in front of Chen Ting, "Ms. Chen, don't be polite, pour the tea yourself."

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