Feeling the burning gaze, Ming Yue silently picked up the knife and fork on the table and ate slowly.
There is still no smile on her fair face, and even her eating movements are as numb as a puppet.
Ye Hen frowned and glanced at Mingyue slightly impatiently. Seeing her eating slowly like a zombie, he felt more and more unhappy.
With a wave of his hand, he called the waiter
"Hello, sir, what are your orders?" the waiter asked respectfully.
"This one is not to her liking, give me another one immediately."
"yes!"
Mingyue stiffened for a moment, stopped what she was doing, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, her pretty face was still cold, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she watched the waiter take away the food she was eating, she was silent for a moment,
Put down the tableware in hand
"Not delicious? I can ask them to change it until you like it."
A low voice sounded, with an elusive meaning. Mingyue bit her lip and still didn't answer.
There are sparks jumping in my heart
The waiter quickly brought a new piece of food and placed it in front of Mingyue
Mingyue looked at it and didn't move for a long time.
Yehen's lips curled up into a sneer, and he called the waiter again.
"gentlemen……"
"Get another one!"
The waiter was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was wrong with the distinguished guest in front of him, but seeing the irresistible coldness in Ye Hen's eyes, he did not dare to ask and could only stretch out his hand to pick up the slightly steaming plate in front of Mingyue.
"No!"
Mingyue opened her mouth to stop
"You go down"
Ye Hen spoke calmly, the waiter wiped his sweat, turned around and left quickly. If he didn't leave, he wouldn't know how to entertain these two strange guests.
Mingyue bit her lip, looking at the thin but cold man opposite her, her heart suddenly lit up.
Damn bastard man, it's not enough to torture one of her, he even tortures others
"What, finally satisfied your appetite?"
A faint smile appeared in Yehen's eyes, with a hint of sarcasm. Mingyue stared at him for a while, then lowered her head and began to take big mouthfuls of steak.
She's not worth torturing her body for him
The person in front of him finally started to eat well. Although he was angry, there was still an imperceptible look in Yehen's eyes, as if he was relieved.
Half an hour later, the two of them left the restaurant
Yehen's personal cell phone rang
This phone only has Zhong Muyan, Mingyue, and a few senior executives of the group. Shura Hall cadres know that if it rings, there must be something important.
Mingyue watched the coldness in his eyes gradually turn gloomy, feeling an unpleasant premonition in her heart.
After listening to the report, Ye Hen responded casually and turned off his phone.
"Send her back!" he said to the bodyguards who followed him.
"yes!"
Mingyue got into the bodyguard's car and could see the dazzling black Rolls-Royce starting up from a distance. She felt faintly worried. Could it be that something urgent had happened?
Just as he was about to ask the bodyguard, the car suddenly stopped, and a very inappropriate and respectful voice sounded: "Miss Gong."
Then, through the car window, she saw a woman's figure standing outside the car door.
Gong Xuerong ignored the bodyguard, walked directly to the car window, and knocked
"Hey! Who is this? There are so many people escorting you, and they are more impressive than me, the eldest lady of Shura Hall."