Tian Yuan paused while holding the steering wheel and spoke, but the content of her words was completely inconsistent with what Mrs. Xu asked.
"The Western restaurant in front is good. We went to that restaurant for dinner. The chef of this restaurant is an authentic foreign chef. I heard that this Western restaurant is owned by a celebrity and paid a lot of money to hire a great chef.
"Tian Yuan parked the car in the parking space, picked up her bag, threw the car keys to Mrs. Xu, and got out of the car.
Mrs. Xu also knew that Tian Yuan might not answer him, so she shrugged and got out of the car and entered the restaurant.
As Tian Yuan said, it is an authentic Western restaurant. Whether it is the decoration style, the placement of all the decorations, or the dress of the waiters, they are all the same as those in foreign countries. It is obviously a very stylish Western restaurant.
There is gentle piano music playing in the restaurant, like a washing and gurgling stream, gently paddling across the river bank, so peaceful.
There is a vase on every table in the restaurant, and there is a tulip on the vase. Xia Shang's eyes are directly on the petals of the tulip, and the woman opposite him is as quiet as the tulip.
Sitting there quietly, elegantly turning the coffee spoon to stir the milk balls in the coffee.
Perhaps in the eyes of the elegant people coming in and out of the restaurant, Xia Shang was undoubtedly a rough man. He was wearing military casual clothes that did not suit the occasion. He sat up straight and serious. He thought to himself, in half an hour, at most
For half an hour, he must end it early and then return to the army to kill off a damn vacation.
It's not that Xia Shang doesn't have formal clothes in his wardrobe, it's just that when he goes out, he habitually picks up the casual military clothes he bought at the military supplies store, puts them on directly and goes out.
His home is not close to this restaurant, and it takes him an hour and a half to walk, but for him who has never stopped training, it is a piece of cake.
It wasn't until Liang Yi, who was far away from abroad, impatiently sent the meeting place and time to his mobile phone for the third time that he suddenly realized that if he went on a blind date dressed like this, he would definitely be regarded as a migrant worker.
, I came out of the capital and asked him to go back and change his clothes, but obviously he couldn't do it.
However, it was unprecedented for Xia Shang to enter a Western restaurant dressed like this. After all, he had no choice but to say that his outfit really stood out in the restaurant.
"When did Mr. Xia join the army?"
If Xia Shang remembered correctly, the woman opposite her name seemed to be Sun Ruoting. From the moment he came in to sitting opposite her, her expression was not very good, so he was a little surprised that she would speak before him to break the ice.
atmosphere.
"It's very small." Xia Shang also knew that he couldn't impose the disgust in his heart on an innocent girl, so he tried his best to put away the coldness on his body.
Sun Ruoting's face twitched slightly, "I heard that Mr. Xia is now the battalion commander. He should be very powerful, right? Can he be considered young and promising?"
"It's okay." Xia Shang responded while shaking his head secretly. It was obvious that Sun Ruoting knew nothing about the life of a soldier. Why would his mother think that such a person was suitable for him?
How can a person who doesn't even understand the military profession be a good military wife?
Anyone with some common sense also knows what the position of battalion commander is like. Xia Shang can be said to be the youngest battalion commander in all the troops.