Yang Lai, who was just acting as a simple driver this time, couldn't help but cast his eyes back. He was preoccupied with many things. Usually when the boss called him over, he would just ask him to bring a few sets of clothes, but like today, he specifically explained
It was rare that he was asked to pick up a few suits from the stylist.
There haven't been any important occasions recently. Dinners and other events have been cancelled, and even meetings have been moved online. The reason for wearing such fancy clothes is...
Is it possible that their Mr. Ji will be married soon?
When he thought of this, Yang Lai became a little excited. Oh my God, could the rumor that he and his boss were having sex finally be disproven? Sure enough, the little monster who became a spirit would not be so unlucky.
Yang Lai was thinking happily, and the book in his mouth was still reporting on the situation of the people who chased and intercepted them last time.
"The police station said that although these people are not desperadoes, they are not good deeds either. They all have a long criminal record, but the top charges are just minor charges of squatting for a few days. Only the little boss, because of his negligence,
He was imprisoned for two years for hurting someone. Although the momentum was high this time, he really couldn't be convicted."
"And they all bit him to death without saying who was behind it."
Not only did he not reveal who was behind it, he even copied Yang Lai's excuses at the time and kept talking about the same thing. One day he said that Mr. Li couldn't stand him, and the next he said that Mr. Zhang had sent him to keep an eye on the car. Anyway, he didn't.
To be honest, the police still had to conduct investigations based on their nonsense to avoid missing key clues. Over the past few days, I was tortured by these people.
A baffle was raised between the front and rear seats of the car, and the rustling sounds behind the baffle gradually disappeared.
The tall man sat in the back seat, and his well-tailored suit made him look particularly good. His skin tone seemed fairer because he had not seen the sun for many days, and his fingertips were so white that they were slightly reflective in the sun.
The dark blue cuffs turned over at his fingertips, reflecting a dazzling halo.
"If you can't find it out inside, let it be tried outside."
They are just insignificant little characters who were sent out. There is no need and no need to fight with them. The real mastermind behind the scenes has not been found, and it will be useless no matter how many minions are there.
Yang Lai naturally obeyed and planned to go to the police station.
"Boss, we'll be here in ten minutes."
As usual, Yang Lai reminded the people behind him.
Ji Sui's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the movements of his hands seemed to be still unhurried, but in fact they were caressing the same fold of clothes again and again.
Ji Sui, who had always been confident, was unusually full of hesitation at this moment. He didn't know whether this dinner date was a test by Song Shushu or simply to thank her, and he didn't dare to think deeply about the meaning of what she showed in the bedroom yesterday.
.
Although he is well versed in human nature, he often uses it to achieve his own goals, but facing Song Shushu...
No matter from which aspect, he did not dare to act rashly.
Song Shushu had arrived a long time ago, and he saw her small car with the logo from a distance.
"Just stop here."
At the age of Ji, he kept in mind his character in Song Shushu's eyes: a branch of the Ji family who could only get a share of the family property through hard work.
Therefore, it is better not to move forward with his iconic car, so as not to reveal the secret in advance.
Of course, Yang Lai did as he was told. The low-key luxury car was parked on the street corner, attracting the attention of several passers-by.
It wasn't until Ji Sui got off the bus that those vague sights disappeared.
The restaurant that Song Shushu chose this time is quite old. It is said that the boss's ancestors were palace chefs and passed down several recipes. This small restaurant has also been passed down from generation to generation. However, the boss is a bit conservative, and gradually...
Out of touch with the times.
As a person who pursues good food, a good restaurant cannot be known to the public, and even the business has gradually become deserted. Song Shushu was a little sad about this, and he also made some suggestions to the boss and his family, who was probably the person who made the suggestion in advance.
What’s more, the originally good-tempered boss interrupted her just as she started to speak. However, the boss’s youngest daughter caught up with her and asked some questions, presumably to improve the restaurant.
"Sister Song, it's been a long time no see."
The boss's daughter was called Yi Yanlu, and she had the boldness and ability unique to northerners. When Song Shushu looked at her, he felt that this girl was much more mature than the last time they met.
Song Shushu smiled and greeted the girl who ran in while still wearing an apron: "Long time no see."
She was a regular customer here before, and she was quite familiar with the owner and his family, especially Xiao Yi, who was about the same age.
"I have recently researched some new pastries, and I will ask my little sister and others to deliver them later." Yi Yanlu was very grateful to Song Shushu for providing her with the opportunity. When he heard that she was coming this time, he immediately dropped what he was doing.
For my semi-retired father, I came over happily carrying a box of tea.
"Have a try. The newly collected varieties taste good to me. I specially reserved a few boxes. I will put them on the shelves when you nod."
She smiled and joked with Song Shushu, her face still looked tired, but her eyes were bright and full of excitement.
"Stop working so hard, sit down and rest for a while," Song Shushu stopped her when he saw the small beads of sweat still hanging on her forehead. "I brought you a massager to save you from straining your lumbar muscles at such a young age."
Song Shushu took out a box from behind and pushed it in front of Yi Yan's face. Before she could refuse, he took the lead in "evicting the person"
"I've accepted your tea, why don't you accept my gift? Go and get busy, my friend will be here soon."
Hearing this, Yi Yanlu didn't shirk anymore and went out with a smile.
"Okay, okay, I'll just take it," Yi Yanlu smiled, putting the gift box that Song Shushu had thrust into her arms behind her, and walked away with a smile.
After sending Yi Yanlu away, Song Shushu became a little nervous. His lips were pressed tightly together and his fingers tapped on the porcelain cup irregularly.
If I had known earlier, I would not have come so early, which would have only made me more anxious. But if it were to happen again, Song Shushu would probably rush out just because of the thoughts in his heart.
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The girl sitting at the table actually let out a sigh.
"Sir, this is it."
I don't know how long it took, but there were voices outside the private room, and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.
Song Shushu's drooped eyelids trembled, and the strength of holding the tea cup in his hand increased. The cup was scalded by hot water, and the slender white fingertips were reddened by the heat.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting."
Finally, the door of the private room was opened, and a familiar male voice with a smile came.
In the end, Song Xiaoostrich had no choice but to face the reality. He took a deep breath and stood up from the tea table to greet him.
"I came early."
The nail of the thumb of his left hand hanging down by his side was pinched deeply on the side of his middle finger, trying to use the pain to gain a moment of stability for his heart.
Previously, Ji Sui, who was dressed in casual clothes, gave people a more friendly feeling, making her feel like a gentle big brother next door, but today...Song Shushu looked like there was some change, but it didn't seem like there was any change.
At this age of change, his heart palpitates endlessly. Today, he has a hidden sense of oppression in every move he makes.
For Song Shushu, there is a fatal attraction, the temptation of uniform.
"The menu is here. I ordered some of their signature dishes. See if there is anything you like."
Ji Sui had been paying attention to her reaction since he entered the door, not even missing the smallest movements. Unfortunately, Song Shushu noticed his gaze and quietly hid his left hand by his side.
"I don't know this restaurant, so I'd better recommend it to you." Ji Sui just glanced at the menu and pushed it back as it was.
Song Shushu nodded and introduced to him while checking the menu: "The menu of this restaurant is passed down from family. It is said that our ancestors even had an imperial chef. The taste is more Shandong cuisine, but the current proprietress is from Gusu, so
There are also many innovative versions of Huainan cuisine.”
Talking about the areas he was familiar with, Song Shushu gradually relaxed and pressed the summons bell on the table to call the waiter outside the door.
"Miss Song, this is the cake ordered by Sister Shuang."
It happened that the waiter came in with several plates of pastries given by Yi Yanshuang. The red, pink and green pastries were placed on white porcelain plates covered with lotus leaves.
"This is moxa leaf cake and peach blossom cake. Sister Shuang told me that moxa leaf cake is slightly bitter, but it tastes great when paired with sweet and sour dried apricots."
Song Shushu looked at the exquisite pastries with admiration.
"Mr. Ji, give it a try too."
When I saw her looking at her eagerly, I wanted to laugh a little. This snack foodie could still insist on the rule of asking him, the guest, to eat first before being greedy, which shows that she still has perseverance.
"Then it's all thanks to Miss Song." Just now he understood that this was a cake brought specially for Song Shushu by the little boss, and he was just taking advantage of it.
This experience was very novel, but he enjoyed it.
The seemingly distant titles of Mr. Ji and Miss Song were filled with some ambiguous elements in their mouths, and they did not appear to be unfamiliar at all.
After being teased by him like this, Song Shushu felt that the heat that had just risen on his cheeks came back, with some arrogance and force, easily breaking through the mask she had created for herself.
Song Shushu didn't know what else to say in this situation. He glanced at the tea leaves beside him and then he hurriedly suggested: "This is a treasure sent by the boss just now. Before the food is served, let's drink some tea first."
Her tea-making skills were specially practiced when she wanted to please Song Qingxiang. Over the years, she has become very good at making tea, but she has not really made it for Song Qingxiang a few times.
Song Shushu tried her best to focus on the tea leaves in her hands. The silver tea leaves sent by Yi Yanshuang were in good quality, and the aroma spread out as she moved.
Ji Sui quietly looked at her figure half-hidden in the mist, and breathed a sigh of relief. No matter how difficult the negotiation was, he had never encountered it before, but he had never been so uneasy before.
Song Shushu is beautiful, he knew this the first day he woke up from her house, but there is a difference between a cat's perspective and a human's perspective, especially when she dressed up deliberately, her whole person seemed to be out of water
As pretty as a hibiscus.
After brewing a pot of tea, Song Shushu's heart calmed down. But when he raised his eyes and bumped into those eyes, he almost failed again.
"Your eyes really look like my cat..."
It's really similar, especially since Ji Sui wore a black suit today, and the coldness and hardness on his body seemed to have broken through a cage.
Ji Sui smiled, and even the mole on the side of his nose became vivid.
"Really? I'm looking forward to meeting your cat."
Song Shushu also nodded politely: "When his socialization training is more complete, we will take him out."
"Hopefully it won't be too long."
Then you probably won’t be able to see cats and humans coexisting, Ji Sui thought secretly.
"Does Mr. Ji also like cats?" Song Shushu couldn't imagine how he liked cats. But even if Mr. Ji liked cats, he would still like large and ferocious cats like Maine Coon cats, right?
Ji Sui nodded, the smile on his face becoming more and more obvious: "Well, I am a staunch cat fanatic."
I never expected that this seemingly serious person would be able to say the words "I am a Cat Party". As expected, no one in the Miao Miao Cult can resist him.
Song Shushu couldn't help laughing at the contrast between the former and the latter. To avoid losing his composure, he took a sip of tea to cover up.
"I've always wanted to raise a cat, regardless of breed, since I was a child." I don't know what came to mind, Ji Sui silently added, "I haven't considered hairless cats for the time being, but it's really a pity that I don't have the opportunity to raise a cat."
Already."
(I don’t mean to say anything bad about hairless cats. Mr. Ji’s views do not represent the views of this ball. The Meow Sect will last forever! The Meow Meow Cult is invincible!)
"What? Do I look like I don't like cats? Kittens are so cute that no one can match them."
Song Shushu hurriedly put down the tea cup in her hand to prevent the person opposite from making another shocking statement that would make her choke.
"It's a bit surprising. You look like...well...how should I put it? Even if you like cats, you still have to like tigers or leopards."
Thinking about it now, it seems that the cute little kitten nestled in the arms of the serious black suit is also very touching. Song Shushu's painter's DNA was instantly activated, and the thoughts in his mind jumped out uncontrollably.
When Ji Sui raised his eyebrows, the cold and hard feeling around him instantly disappeared, and he was matched with a gentle smile on his face.
Mom, can this man stop bewitching me!!! Her little heart really can’t stand it!
But at this time, Ji Sui explained to her in a serious manner: "I am a serious businessman. Nationally protected animals and animals that are too dangerous cannot be kept privately."
Although petting big cats is fun, people still need to be down-to-earth at the right time.
Song Shushu was amused by his words, and he was relieved when Ji Sui saw her laughing out loud. At this time, the door of the private room was lightly knocked twice, and then the dishes were served one after another.
Facing a table of delicious food, the two gradually returned to the way they interacted in the studio, warm and natural, with a slight unnoticed tacit understanding revealed in every move.
Yi Yanshuang's skills have become more and more exquisite. Although she is still a little behind Lao Yi, she has no problem taking the lead. Song Shushu is sincerely proud of this strong girl.