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Chapter 465 The most nervous person

Li Wenjun smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's useless even if he copies the homework. If I were so easily copied by him, I wouldn't be able to bear such a big task."

Tao Guangming was silent for a long time before he said: "Okay. Although I think you are bragging, I can't refute it, so let's leave it at that. If it really doesn't work then, at worst, we will find a way. We can't let this villain get it.

Aim to go."

Li Wenjun smiled: "Don't be so entangled, let alone worry about me. Just get married and enjoy the wedding night. Come on tomorrow night, success or failure depends on this."

Tao Guangming was so angry that he screamed again: "Damn it, I care about you, but you are still so dishonest, just talking about porn."

Ji Rushi's uncontrollable laughter came from the phone.

Gu Zhanyan couldn't help but give Li Wenjun an angry look.

Li Wenjun said: "I'm going to make out with my lover, so I won't tell you anymore."

Then, before Tao Guangming could speak, he hung up the phone.

Diandian was sleeping with Gu Zhanyan, but when he woke up just now, he crawled over to Li Wenjun and lay on the pillow like a little turtle.

Li Wenjun lay down, hugged her, patted her back, and said softly: "Sleeping Beauty, little princess, we have to get up to eat. Otherwise, the aunt next door will be hungry."

Diandian tried her best to open her eyes, smiled, and fell asleep again.

Li Wenjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He got up, twisted the towel, and carefully wiped Dot's face and hands.

Gu Zhanyan went in to wash up.

"Let's go eat steak." Li Wenjun said in Diandian's ear.

Diandian sat up, rubbed his eyes, yawned and muttered: "Steak."

Gu Zhanyan brought some clothes over and put them on Diandian and combed her hair.

Diandian finally woke up completely. He clapped his little hand towards Li Wenjun who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom and spread it out: "Steak?"

Li Wenjun smiled: "Okay, go right away."

For children, eating is indeed the top priority.

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Gu Zhanyan tidied up and went to the next door to knock on the door.

Tailor Ji opened the door immediately and said, "Dian Dian must be hungry."

Gu Zhanyan said softly: "No, no. We just woke up."

Tailor Ji waved his hand: “Let’s go and eat.”

Li Wenjun heard this, led Diandian out, and closed the door.

He walked in front and opened the elevator door. He waited for Gu Zhanyan and Tailor Ji to enter before entering and pressing the door for the restaurant on the second floor.

Diandian finally took the elevator. He was so curious that he patted it with his left hand and touched it again.

Tailor Ji's hair was neatly combed, and she kept looking at Dodian with a smile. She was completely different from the usual expressionless and unkempt woman.

The elevator door opened and Li Wenjun walked out and found several people standing at the door of the restaurant.

They didn't know what they were talking about, but their eyes were fixed on the elevator.

Tailor Ji suddenly became nervous, lowered his head, and held Gu Zhanyan’s hand tightly, wishing he could hide in Gu Zhanyan’s shadow.

Those people did not approach and continued chatting as if nothing had happened. However, the tall, older man who was leading the group involuntarily followed Tailor Ji after his appearance, revealing his thoughts.

Li Wenjun understood instantly: This was Ji Rushi's father, Ji Qingchen.

The other few should also be men from the Ji family. They must have heard from Ji Rushi that Tailor Ji would come down for dinner later and wanted to see Tailor Ji, but they were afraid that sitting in the restaurant and waiting would scare Tailor Ji, so

I can only pretend to be casual and chat at the door.

Tailor Ji's pace was very fast, and Gu Zhanyan was almost dragged into the restaurant by her.

After entering the restaurant, Tailor Ji's tense body slowly relaxed.

Both Li Wenjun and Gu Zhanyan pretended that nothing happened.

The restaurant manager recognized Li Wenjun, walked over and said hello: "Hey, Comrade Li Wenjun, you are here. I heard from Comrade Tao Guangming that you are coming, and we have been paying attention to it these days."

Li Wenjun nodded: "Thank you."

The restaurant manager asked: "What do you want to eat today?"

Li Wenjun asked Tailor Ji: "Tailor Ji, we serve Western food here, what would you like to eat."

Tailor Ji said: "Foie gras, snails, steak should be medium rare, Caesar salad, borscht. Wine should be iced sweet white wine. Use whatever brand you have here."

The restaurant manager had probably been warned by Tao Guangming a long time ago, so he was not surprised at all that this old lady was so proficient in ordering dishes.

Li Wenjun said: "My wife and I will just have the same thing, and our wine will be replaced by Penfolds red wine."

The restaurant manager nodded and went down.

Listening to the noise outside, Ji Qingchen and the others took the elevator and left.

Tailor Ji, who had been turning his head to look out the window, then glanced at the door, looked at Ji Qingchen's back as he entered the elevator, and then turned back with indifferent eyes.

Li Wenjun saw all this from the corner of his eye, and became more and more curious about what happened to Ji Qingyan, Tailor Ji, so that she, a young lady who was born with a silver spoon, would rather suffer alone in a ravine than contact her family.

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If it weren't for a coincidence, and the Ji family found Tailor Ji through him, Tailor Ji might have died alone under this false name and then been buried in the back mountain, never to be known to his family.

The food was served very quickly, and plates after plates of food were brought out.

Li Wenjun took a look and realized that this time it was better than the last time. At least the dishes were served in the right order.

When the waiter poured the wine, his posture was more standardized than last time. He also remembered to show the sign to them and wait for their nod before pouring.

Tailor Ji said: “It’s really rare for a hotel’s Western food waiters to be of this level in such a small place.”

If it were anyone else, they would definitely criticize Tailor Ji, an old lady from a ravine, for speaking so shamelessly.

But the restaurant manager knew Tailor Ji’s background and nodded humbly: “Thank you for the compliment, thanks to Comrade Li Wenjun’s advice. We didn’t make a joke.”

Gu Zhanyan said: "The foie gras is really good, tender and smooth. I haven't eaten such authentic pan-fried foie gras in many years. The key is that the spices are all authentic and fresh. It's so rare."

The restaurant manager sincerely sighed: "Comrade Li Wenjun brought someone different. He is a real expert. Others are just having fun."

Li Wenjun was busy cutting the steak for Diandian. After cutting it into small pieces, Diandian ate it with his own hands. His face and bib were filled with sauce.

Hearing what the manager said, Li Wenjun raised his head and said, "That's right. The people around me are extraordinary."

The manager laughed: "Because Comrade Wenjun is not an ordinary person."

Someone called the manager over there, and the manager nodded to Li Wenjun: "Tao Guangming told him that if you come to eat, just charge his account, so you don't have to pay later. I've already told the waiters, just ask them if you need anything."

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Then the manager left.

Li Wenjun twitched his lips: "That's great, you can also get a free Western meal."

Tailor Ji knew this very well, but he also said, “Well, I also had a Western meal with Young Master Jun.”

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After Li Wenjun and the others had dinner, they took Diandian and Tailor Ji for a walk in a nearby park before returning to rest.

After taking a shower, Li Wenjun was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, motionless.

Gu Zhanyan, who was painting with some dots, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Wenjun said: "This guy Tao Guangming has been harassing me all night, which I am not used to."

Gu Zhanyan smiled: "He is so nervous now, how can he bother to harass you?"

Li Wenjun thought for a while, and the most nervous person now should be the person next door.


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