C679 Lies Don't Make Drafts
C679 Lies Don't Make Drafts
Ye Zhiqiu sat down. Someone respectfully followed him and handed over the menu. Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and smiled at Ming Zhu. "What do you want to eat? I'll order. "
Pearl was still gentle and obedient. "I'll eat whatever you eat. "
"Okay. " Ye Zhiqiu did not look at the menu and just casually reported, "Spicy beef, dried beef frog, chili chicken, pepper pudding, rice crust slices. . . "
When Ming Zhu heard Ye Zhiqiu mention these dishes as if he was counting his family's treasures, she lowered her eyes to hide the surprise in her eyes. "Didn't Ye Zhiqiu not eat spicy food? What's going on?"
Could it be that he ordered it for her? She usually likes Sichuan Cuisine, but Ye Zhiqiu actually inquired about his preferences?
Ming Zhu's heart was sweet to the extreme, and her joy surpassed everything else.
She forgot that her wound had not fully recovered. Eating spicy Sichuan Cuisine at this time was not a good thing for her wound to heal.
The dishes were served very quickly. Ye Zhiqiu kept picking up food for Ming Zhu. Ming Zhu ate very happily.
Ye Zhiqiu rarely moved his chopsticks. He only used his mesmerizing smile to look at Ming Zhu.
In the end, Ming Zhu really couldn't eat anymore, so she used the excuse of going to the bathroom to get up and leave the private room.
Once she left, the smile on Ye Zhiqiu's face faded. He slowly took out his phone and dialed Tang Wanting's number.
Tang Wanting was gorging on her food when she heard the phone ring and took it out to take a look. Why did Ye Zhiqiu want to call her?
After hesitating for a moment, she got up and went out of the room to answer the call. "Is something the matter?"
"What are you doing?" Ye Zhiqiu's voice did not sound happy or angry.
"Eating. " Tang Wanting answered honestly.
"Is the chicken soup delicious?" Ye Zhiqiu was indifferent.
"It tastes good. "
"Really good?" Ye Zhiqiu emphasized his tone. He had personally stewed the chicken soup in the morning. He was only apologizing for his rude behavior last night.
If he had known Tang Wanting would have such an attitude in the morning, he would never have stewed the chicken soup for her to drink even if he was beaten to death!
"It is very delicious!" Tang Wanting replied, "But I'm not drinking chicken soup from your house. I'm eating outside. "
She was not lying. She was actually drinking the chicken soup that Han Muyang had ordered for her. Ye Zhiqiu smiled coldly. "Did you forget what I told you to stay at home?"
"I didn't forget. I just wanted to buy some food and cook for you tonight. Coincidentally, he saw a Sichuan restaurant next to the supermarket. Then I got hungry, so I went to eat. " Tang Wanting felt a little guilty.
She did not draft a script when she lied. Ye Zhiqiu was so angry that smoke was rising from his seven orifices. He controlled himself. "Alone? You are in a good mood, aren't you?"
Tang Wanting was sensitive to this. No, Ye Zhiqiu seemed to be a little eccentric. Did he ask someone to follow her?
If that was the case, lying was a taboo. She felt weak and immediately took the words. "Actually. . . I'm not alone. "
"Is that so? With whom?"
"With Mr. Han. When I went to the Sichuan Cuisine Restaurant, I happened to meet Mr. Han in the main hall, so we had dinner together. "
"What a coincidence! Are you two really fated to meet? Wang Yao asked. " Even an idiot could hear Ye Zhiqiu's sarcasm.
Tang Wanting was very embarrassed. "It's not fate, it's just coincidence. You know Mr. Han likes Sichuan Cuisine. "
"Huh, you guys have a lot in common?"
"No, we don't have anything in common. Don't think too much about it. " Tang Wanting tried to lower her head as gently as possible.
The sound of high heels came from the corridor and a rose fragrance came over. Tang Wanting wrinkled her nose and could not help but sneeze.