On this day, Rong Juan didn't have much to do. He left work early and sat in the office waiting for Qiao's only appointment call.
Unexpectedly, there was no news until eight o'clock in the evening. Rong Juan called her, but her phone was always turned off.
After all, Rong Juan became angry again, left the office and went directly to Qiao's only company.
When she got to the downstairs of her company, she looked up and saw that the floor where their company was located was still brightly lit. It could be seen that most of the employees were still working overtime, and Qiao Weiwei was no exception.
Rong Juan held back his anger, but fortunately he still remembered what he had promised her before, so he did not go directly to her office, but waited patiently downstairs.
At around eleven o'clock in the evening, people started to walk out of the building. Rong Juan looked up at the office floor again, guessing that people from her company had finally gotten off work, so he called her number again.
This time, the call finally got through.
Qiao Weiwei seemed to be still busy organizing things, and his tone of voice when he answered the phone was also in a hurry. He probably didn't even look at who was calling, "Hello..."
"What's wrong?" Rong Juan immediately sneered and said, "Qiao Weiwei, did you forget that you made an appointment with me tonight?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Qiao Weiwei finally spoke again: "Where are you?"
"Your company is downstairs." Rong Juan said, "So can I call the restaurant I booked now and ask their kitchen to start preparing it?"
Qiao Weiwei listened to his resentful tone, paused again, and then said: "Wait for me, I'll be down right away."
Rong Juan continued to wait there patiently, knocking on the steering wheel to time the clock. He didn't know how long he kept knocking before he finally saw the belated figure of Qiao Weiwei.
He was really annoyed, but he still suppressed his anger, got out of the car, walked to the passenger side, and opened the door for her.
Qiao looked at him for the only time and got into the car. Rong Juan did not slam the door on her side, but when he returned to the driver's seat, he slammed the door on his side.
Qiao Weiwei slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said: "Let's get started."
"Start with what?" Rong Juan asked coldly.
"You're starting to lose your temper." Qiao Weiwei said, "Don't hold it in. You never hold your breath in. If you hold it in suddenly, it will hurt your body."
When Rong Juan heard her tone, he became furious instantly, "Qiao Weiwei, you let me go, are you still reasonable? I've been waiting for you since I got off work at five o'clock, and until now it's past eleven o'clock,
I can’t be angry anymore, can I?”
Qiao Weiwei paused again before finally reaching out to him and saying, "Bring me the phone."
Rong Juan stared at her for a moment, and finally handed over his phone.
Qiao Weiwei entered the familiar password, unlocked the phone, first found the page for incoming calls and took a screenshot, then turned to the message and took a screenshot before showing the two screenshots to Rong Juan, "I've been driving all day.
I didn't even have time to turn on my phone. It's not that I didn't let someone notify you, but you didn't answer the phone or read the text messages. I don't have clairvoyance and ears. I can't hear or see, and you can't even bother to read the text messages.
One glance——"
Rong Juan looked at the missed calls and unread messages on his phone, and became a little angry for a moment, saying: "Why should I answer such inexplicable calls and text messages from unknown numbers? Why should I read them? I don't have that much free time.
"
Qiao Weiwei put the phone back into his hand and said nothing for a while.
Rong Juan also knew that there would be no benefit in continuing to talk at this moment, so after holding back for a moment, he finally said again: "So do you want to have dinner?"
Qiao Weiwei paused for a moment before speaking: "Are there any restaurants open now?"
Rong Juan didn't answer, he just started the car and drove quickly in a certain direction.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of Lu Xiaoguan.
At this time, most restaurants have already closed for rest, and Lu Xiaoguan is no exception. When the two of them arrived, the restaurant was only half open and still open.
"Here?" Qiao Weiyi couldn't help but ask.
Rong Juan glanced at her and said, "I know you don't eat spicy food anymore, so I asked them to make a few non-spicy dishes."
After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car, pulling Qiao Weiwei into the restaurant.
Sure enough, the restaurant was already empty, except for the restaurant manager, who was playing with his cell phone behind the counter. When he heard the noise and raised his head, he immediately put away his cell phone and came forward, smiling and saying: "Mr. Rong, you are here."
Rong Juan nodded and just said "serve" before pulling Qiao Weiwei to the seat where the two of them used to sit.
The kitchen must have been waiting for them. Not long after they sat down, several steaming dishes were served. As expected, without exception, they were all not spicy.
The two of them picked up their chopsticks and said nothing for a while. The atmosphere was really weird.
Qiao Weiwei took a few bites of the food before adding, "It doesn't seem to be as delicious as before. Did they change their chef?"
"I haven't changed it." Rong Juan replied without raising his head.
Hearing his confident tone, Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him. Rong Juan looked up at her for a moment and then said: "You used to only like to eat spicy dishes, but now you eat non-spicy ones. Of course the taste is not the same."
It’s the same.”
"Yes." Qiao Yiyi responded.
While the two were having a difficult conversation, the manager suddenly served another dish.
When they saw the dish, both of them were stunned for a moment.
"I didn't order this dish." Rong Juan said.
The manager hurriedly said: "Mr. Rong used to order this every time he came. Today, a batch of good snails came to the kitchen. Knowing that Mr. Rong was coming, the boss specially took out the carefully collected Huadiao wine and asked Mr. Rong to appreciate it——
"
"I told you what to eat tonight—"
"Thanks."
Rong Juan was about to lose his temper, but Qiao Weiwei suddenly interrupted him and said to the manager, "It smells delicious. We will have a good meal."
The manager nodded quickly and left, but Qiao's only gaze fell on the spicy wine-boiled snails, and he didn't move for a long time.
"You don't eat spicy food anymore." Rong Juan said, "I asked them to remove this dish."
"You didn't eat spicy food before," Qiao Weiwei said, "but the manager just said that you order this every time you come here."
After the words fell, the two of them fell into silence again.
Snails cooked in spicy wine were her favorite dish in the past. She could eat a whole portion by herself, and occasionally fed him one or two. She couldn't help but laugh when she saw him blushing from the spicy food.
But later, she left and stopped eating spicy food, but he started eating it instead.
Qiao Weiwei was silent for a long time before finally calling him again: "Rong Juan..."
Hearing her soft call, Rong Juan suddenly became alert, raised his head to look at her, and even his breathing became tense.
For a moment, many situations just now flashed through his mind, and he was suddenly filled with regret——
He lost his temper, and he lost his temper at her again. Was she going to kick him?
"Wife, I——"
He couldn't help but opened his mouth to defend himself, but just after he said a few words, Qiao Weiwei interrupted him and said: "You want the key to my house, but I can't give it to you. From now on, let's not talk anymore."