"And the circle in the Imperial Capital is not very big. The young masters I know who are about the same age as me are not very good." Song Wenwen said.
"You are not a good person." Lin Yu smiled bitterly and said, "I seem to understand what you mean."
"Then tell me what I mean?" Song Wenwen said.
"It's actually very difficult for women to have their own happiness." Lin Yu said lightly: "Especially because you were born in such a family, so your requirements for happiness are very simple. As long as your man is pleasing to the eye,
Don't bother, just be good to you, that's enough."
"Yes, that's what I think." Song Wenwen chuckled and said, "Unfortunately, I don't like most men now, but I like you quite a bit, maybe because you saved me."
"But we are really in the wrong place now." Lin Yu said with a wry smile.
"It's okay, I can wait." Song Wenwen smiled slightly, playing with the goblet in her hand and said, "I have never done anything for myself in my life."
"So you want to do something for yourself?" Lin Yu asked.
"Yes." Song Wenwen looked directly at Lin Yu and said, "At least, I don't have to be so content with my destiny."
"It's easy to say, but it's difficult to do." Lin Yu smiled bitterly and said, "I may not meet your requirements."
"The purpose of your coming to the imperial capital is to rise to the top." Song Wenwen stared at Lin Yu and said, "So if you don't meet my requirements now, you will definitely meet them in the future."
"I am a very serious person about relationships." Lin Yu said seriously: "You are just my friend."
"Then I can chase you." Song Wenwen chuckled and said, "When you come to power, I will chase you. I heard that men chase women, there is a mountain between them, and women chase men, there is a layer of paper."
"You're like this, I really don't know what to say." Lin Yu said, somewhat dumbfounded.
"Then there's no need to say anything. Just be content with your destiny." Song Wenwen looked directly at Lin Yu and said: "And I also think that sooner or later, you will meet my requirements. It's okay. There's no rush. I can take my time.
wait."
"Why do I feel so weird?" Lin Yu said, dumbfounded.
"You have to feel honored." Song Wenwen glared at Lin Yu and said, "Other people want to have this opportunity, but they can't wait. You can burn the incense to you, I am such a good girl."
"Well, I feel that you have changed a lot." Lin Yu shook his head. He looked at Song Wenwen and picked up the glass of wine in front of him.
"During this period, I have been concentrating on myself." Song Wenwen smiled slightly and said: "My father and I have reached an agreement. He will not force me to join the Third Army, but I must meet his requirements within a year."
"Oh, state of mind? What state of mind?" Lin Yu asked.
"I don't know, I haven't reached it yet." Song Wenwen said: "My father said that people in the Song family have a passion in their bones. Although it is a peaceful era now, I can't forget the days that my ancestors went through."
"Indeed, among the three generals of the Song family, some things have been deeply imprinted in your bones. Even if you want to change it, I'm afraid it's not that easy to change." Lin Yu felt the same way.
head.
"My dad also said that to me." Song Wenwen said with a complicated expression: "He told me that I am from the Song family, and there should be blood in my bones. No matter what I like, there are some things that I must go to.
Yes, there is a certain temperament that I must possess."
"At the beginning, I didn't understand why he had to let me join the army, but now I seem to understand." Song Wenwen said: "Thank you Lin Yu, it was you who repaired the relationship between our father and daughter, and it was you who finally
Let me understand my father's painstaking efforts."
"I didn't help you much." Lin Yu said with a smile: "If you think about it this way, I can only say that you have realized it yourself. If you can't understand it yourself, there are some truths, even if others say you understand, you
You won’t even understand what it means.”
"Anyway, thank you very much." Song Wenwen smiled slightly and said, "But you have to remember that we are engaged to each other."
"I remember." Lin Yu smiled bitterly.
“When dining, the food here is French and very authentic.”
At this time, the waiter had already served the dishes for both of them. He bowed slightly to the two of them, and then said in French, "Please take it easy." Then he turned and left.
This restaurant may be the most high-end Western restaurant in the imperial capital. The decoration of this place is also the highest standard in French style. It's just that Lin Yu doesn't like it. Although the things in this place are very particular, there are too many etiquettes. The most important thing is
Yes, the portion of the dish is really too small. The dish is very delicate, but the portion is so small that you can almost swallow it in one bite.
But you can't eat it in one bite. You have to use exquisite tableware to taste it bit by bit. This is what Lin Yu is least used to.
Sometimes, eating Western food is actually a kind of enjoyment. In some Western countries, eating is regarded as a kind of enjoyment and an art, so there are more formal rituals.ql11
Nothing happened during the meal, but when the meal was almost over, a gentleman-looking man in a suit came over with a waiter.
The waiter was holding a tray in his hand, with a bottle of wine on it. Of course, the wine was covered with a red cloth. The two of them came to Song Wenwen's dining table one after the other.
"Hello, Miss Song." The man bowed slightly and looked polite, "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Li Ming, and I am the general manager of this restaurant."
"Oh, hello, do you recognize me?" Song Wenwen asked.
"Miss Song is joking. Everyone here probably knows Miss Song." Li Ming smiled, his smile was very warm.
It is true that most of the people present know Song Wenwen, but most of the people who can spend money here are people with status. They will not make a fuss here just because they saw a star. That would be very rude.
"You really know how to joke. What's the matter?" Song Wenwen chuckled. She didn't have any dislike for this very personable manager.
"Oh, it's like this. A guest asked me to give Miss Song a gift." Li Ming turned around and opened the waiter's tray, revealing a bottle of wine under the red cloth.
"This is a gift a gentleman asked me to give you. He said he wanted to treat Miss Song to a drink." The waiter said with a slight smile.
"Who?" Song Wenwen was stunned. She didn't meet anyone she knew when she came to the restaurant. Who gave it to her? Could it be a fan? It shouldn't be. People on this occasion are all people with status.
