Chapter 247: Lingering After a Long-Long Reunion 2
"Miss Zhuang, welcome!" Song University reached out and helped me get out of the car, handed the flowers to me, and whispered, "Mr. Yin still has something to do, and may not be able to get there, so I will send you a bouquet of flowers first. I wish you a wish.
You learn to be good at body, good mood, and the longer you grow, the more cute you become."
I looked up at him and rolled my eyes. I didn't like his pretending look. I was so serious when I picked me up.
Yin Yijie can't come, so let me come to such a place for dinner alone.
I was unhappy and unhappy. I turned my head and looked comfortable and had an objection.
Get off the bus comfortably, Song University hurried to park. I stood aside, and the manager opened the door for me,,,,[
I walked past everyone, ignored all kinds of suspicious eyes, and came to a delicate VIP private room.
This room is much smaller than the last time, but it feels more comfortable, very mini and very friendly. This normal size, coupled with exquisite decoration, is easier to feel at home.
But I didn't, it was okay. But when I looked at Tulip and thought of Song University's words, I felt a little confused.
Suddenly, I was wondering if my guardian hadn't seen me for so long?
Is there any rule that, for example, he must see me once or twice a week, or that he has to have a meal with me every day?
Maybe I should check it out or consult a lawyer.
The dishes were served very quickly, and ten dishes were still small portions. Maybe I thought I was small, so the food I have eaten so far is small portions. Occasionally, I like to eat something like onion rings, three or five
After that, it was gone, which made me very depressed for a while.
The snacks were served with glutinous rice cakes and a small plate of sesame powder. They were fragrant and very attractive.
I was so angry that I was hungry all morning, so I glanced at the glutinous rice cake and started,
Hiss, very hot,
"Ba,,," someone stood behind me, grabbed my hand and slapped it fiercely, and scolded with a pampering tone, "Girl, why are you anxious?"
In an instant, the familiar and elegant voice of the man with a little magnetic life made me want to cry,