A large group of people were silent, but Qiao Weimin reacted first, adjusted his mentality, and greeted Cheng Wu into the restaurant.
The meal, whether it was Wei Ling, Shen Qiongzhi, or Qiao Ai, was all tasteless. Everyone put down their chopsticks before taking a few bites, and were distracted.
Qiao Ai's face was pale and her head was lowered throughout the whole process. From the time Qiao Nian and Nie Mi left until after dinner, she didn't say a word.
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Nie Mi reserved a seat by the window, not a private room. Someone specially reserved a relatively quiet seat in a corner for him, where the window could be opened for ventilation.
Qiao Nian sat alone, while Nie Mi and the president of Qingdao University sat opposite her and to her side. Nie Mi ordered a lot of dishes and laid out a whole table with a dazzling array of dishes.
Qiao Nian didn't eat much. She ate two more chopsticks of the squirrel mandarin fish dish. She basically put down her chopsticks without touching the others. She put one hand on the edge of the chair and rested in the chair, nodding her chin and looking at her eyes. Dark and bright, he said to the two of them: "I'm full, please use it slowly."
"So soon?" Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Nie Mi raised his head in surprise, frowned again, and said worriedly: "Is the dish I ordered not to your liking? Why don't you order two more."
As he spoke, he handed over the menu.
Qiao Nian took the menu from his hand and put it on the table beside her without reading it. She shook her head and said, "No."
Her voice was slow, giving off a careless tone: "I'm a little too hungry. I'll be full after just two bites. It has nothing to do with the food."
In fact, it still has something to do with it.
Both Nie Mi and Principal Liang have sweet tastes, and the dishes they order are also Shandong cuisine, with more Cantonese cuisine. Honey and sugar are often added to this type of cuisine to give it a sweet taste.
Qiao Nian happens to dislike sweet things the most.
The same goes for the dishes.
She is addicted to spicy food and prefers flavors heavy in salt and oil. She is least interested in this kind of cuisine that is beautifully presented and doesn't even have a few wisps of heat.
But she didn't embarrass Nie Mi. She raised her eyes and said politely: "You eat, don't worry about me. I'll play with my phone for a while and listen to your chat."
This means not to leave in a hurry.
Nie Mi's heart warmed up and he raised the corner of his mouth. He didn't force her to eat with him. He glanced at her and turned his head to chat with Principal Liang about school affairs.
Qiao Nian will also go to Tsinghua University next year, and he will definitely follow him back to Tsinghua University to teach.
He said he would only take Qiao Nian with him, but with the title of Honorary Professor of the Music Department of Qingdao University, he would definitely have to give one or two big lectures on a regular basis.
He just discussed with the president of Qingdao University how many major classes he would attend every month.
Qiao Nian listened to their haggling over the price of a ride. She sat on the edge of the chair, turned on her phone, and finally found time to read the news.
The first thing that caught her eye was the message Ye Wangchuan sent her.
[Are you here? Why didn’t you call?]
[not yet?]
The latest message was sent five minutes ago.
[Remember to tell me when you arrive so that I won’t worry.]
It's over.
Qiao Nian rubbed her eyebrows and then remembered that she had promised him before going out. She seemed to have said that she would tell Nie Mi when she saw him at the hotel.
As a result, I completely forgot about it when I was busy later.
She pursed her lips and glanced at the three neat messages on her phone, feeling a little headache.
In fact, she can't be blamed for this matter. She has never reported her whereabouts to anyone before, and she is not used to it yet.