The car finally drove forward slowly. He controlled the steering wheel and stared at the front seriously, with no more joy on his face.
It seemed as if a thousand pounds of iron were pressing heavily into his heart, and even this dirty sports car could not dispel the depression and depression.
Lin Qianqian thought, they were really not suitable.
Since it is not suitable, don't force each other, let them get along in this simple form of contract.
When he lets go one day, there will be no relationship between them.
Not responding is the best response.
...
As Yan Mubei said, the place where you order food is not far from the street where the traffic jam is.
After turning two turns, the car drove into an alley, where there was a very distinctive house.
Three or four grand luxury cars parked in front of the door. Seeing their cars driving past, the doorman standing at the door stepped forward neatly and directed them to park the cars.
The bodyguard team was too long. They drove in and left a few bodyguards. The others followed the car away from the alley, waiting on the road outside.
Lin Qianqian was a little stunned when she saw the mahogany door.
She has been here, and to be precise, Yan Mubei has brought her here for three years.
"Mr. Yan, Miss Lin, you are here." The doorman smiled and opened the car door. Lin Qianqian got out of the car. He continued, "Lunch is ready, I thought you were not here."
Yan Mubei hugged her little waist, casually threw down the word "traffic jam" and took her into the house.
The house has a strong ancient flavor and is built with blue bricks and black tiles, which are warm in winter and cool in summer.
There are several ancient carved tables in the lobby inside. At this time, two or three groups of people were sitting, chatting and having dinner with three or five close friends.
Seeing Yan Mubei and the others coming in, they couldn't help but be attracted by the outstanding appearance of handsome men and beautiful women in front of them.
The woman is elegant and charming, and the man is crazy and domineering, and it is particularly eye-catching when standing together.
The doorman took them straight to the second floor. There were two private rooms on the second floor, so the prices were naturally different.
Yan Mubei ordered the room next to the window, and could see the room outside.
This area is all old districts, retaining the architectural style of the 1940s and 1950s. Looking out, it is full of black tiled roofs, and the air is fresher than the streets outside.
The interior is elegant and quiet, with red tables and red chairs, bright and radiant. This is made of high-quality pear blossom trees and is of great value.
A dark red pear blossom round table is placed with landscape paintings printed on it. The chair is round and has no backrest.
After the two sat down, the quick doorman quickly poured them tea, one cup for each person, which was the best-sized and stewed Longjing in the rain.
The fragrance of tea is everywhere.
After all, it is a private restaurant that has been renovated in a private house, and the place is not big. The lobby below and the two rooms on the second floor have been slightly changed.
Only five tables of people are welcome every day. If you are late, please choose a date to come again.
Because of the conditions, there are many people who have ordered this order. The meals that Yan Mubei ordered last night should have been scheduled until early next month.
Relying on all-round secretary Su Ru, the lady who is versatile, adds this table with favors and money.
Yan Mubei pressed it and took a sip. His face did not improve much. He said to the doorman coldly: "Serve the food."
"Yes, Mr. Yan, I'll go now." The doorman walked out and closed the door for the private room.
Lin Qianqian lowered her head and picked up the teacup and sipped slowly.
Tea is still the same as before, with a mellow and clear fragrance, and a fragrance remains on the cheeks.
Savor this comfort and tranquility quietly, and release the tired and disordered body and mind.