Wenxuan felt bad and was about to speak when he heard Wen Tingyu already clapping his hands and saying, "Of course, I will do what I say."
In order to prevent his daughter from breaking her promise, Wenxuan had to bite the bullet and nodded.
At 12:30 noon, the hot pot restaurant was buzzing with people.
Wenxuan turned around with a dark line on his face and looked at the shirtless men sitting at the table behind him. Because it was summer and the hot pot was so hot, even with air conditioning, he would still be sweating after eating, so there were several men there.
Just eat it shirtless.
Wenxuan was obviously very difficult to adapt to this kind of uncivilized behavior. He Mengjie snickered at the expression on his face, and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Oh, our lawyer Wen is an elegant person, I almost forgot
, can’t stand the eating style of ordinary people like us!”
Wenxuan twitched his lips and retorted: "You should come and give it a try! Sit here and try it!" At that time, He Mengjie and Wen Tingyu were sitting on the side, facing him.
He Mengjie became even more disdainful: "Tsk, it doesn't matter where you sit. Does it mean that we have air conditioning here but not yours?"
Wenxuan didn't talk to her anymore and stood up: "I'll change places with you!"
He Mengjie rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Just change it!" She stood up and walked to his seat and sat down.
A pungent and strange smell immediately filled He Mengjie's nose. He Mengjie almost lost her breath and quickly jumped up, pinched her nose and exclaimed: "Oh, what does it smell like!"
Wenxuan chuckled lightly, waved to the waiter, and asked to change seats. When they sat down again, Wen Tingyu asked Wenxuan curiously: "Dad, what was the smell in your seat just now?"
Wenxuan did not answer, but glanced at He Mengjie very proudly: "Let Teacher He tell you, didn't she say she could bear it?"
He Mengjie pouted, losing her confidence. It turned out that what Wenxuan couldn't stand was the body odor coming from the man behind her. In other words, she couldn't stand it even more.
Wen Tingyu grabbed He Mengjie and was still asking the question. He Mengjie had to explain to her in great detail what "body odor" was and why there was "body odor". Until the vegetables in the pot started rolling, Wen Tingyu's
Finally, because his mouth was occupied, he temporarily stopped talking about "body odor".
He Mengjie lowered her head and grinned while tasting the spicy hot-boiled vegetables. She looked up at Wenxuan and surprisingly found that he was also eating with gusto.
Just as he was feeling surprised, he suddenly heard Wenxuan's voice: "How do you think I live in a villa and drive a nice car?"
He Mengjie met his gaze, and her originally grinning mouth turned into an "O" shape. Such a sudden sentence... However, it revealed what she was thinking.
Wenxuan's eyes were very far-reaching, and his voice slowly became low and solemn: "I am not the second generation of rich people, let alone the second generation of officials."
He Mengjie understood. What he meant was that what he gained now was all earned by his own hard work. He couldn't help but feel a bit of respect and even admiration for him.
To a certain extent, he could be her idol, and she hoped that in a few years, she would be able to live a good life for herself and her grandfather through her own efforts.
"Back then, a group of classmates and I sat in a food stall without air conditioning and ate hot pot shirtless..." Wenxuan's eyes were a little vague, probably recalling the good times of those years.