Chapter 1725

Went downstairs.

Shang Qian's car is particularly obvious.

He stood there, standing tall and graceful, as if within reach or unattainable.

Su Nan smiled and walked over. Shang Qian went over to hold her and opened the door for her.

The driver nodded and got on.

Su Nan is still wondering why he suddenly let the driver come again?

Shang Qian whispered in her ear:

"So I can shake hands with you in the back."

Oh, Su Nan's heart beat faster than before.

She gave him a blank look. "It's only a matter of a few minutes."

Shang Qian smiled and said nothing.

He had never returned since he sent her here.

All things were handled by calling Rong Yi in the car. It was not easy for her to get off work. The whole person was dying of anxiety.

The car drives very slowly.

Su Nan put down her mobile phone and looked at the traffic outside. There was not much traffic and there was no traffic jam. How could it be so slow?

She couldn't help but look at Shang Qian. "Is it too slow?"

Shang Qian raised his eyelids and looked out blankly:

"Yes? Isn't it the same speed as before?"

Su Nan took a deep breath. Was she stupid?

The car behind this luxury car with an average speed of 40 is too slow to honk. I don't know how many people will scold it.

But the people in the car didn't know it at all. They drove slowly.

The driver coughed:

"Miss Su, this road has just had a traffic accident. You can't drive too fast. Don't worry. You'll be fine in a while. If you're tired, take a rest."

Shang Qian was satisfied and looked at her:

"Do you hear me? Don't worry, or the driver will be under pressure."

Su Nan: "...."

I don't know why, she always felt something was wrong.

The car is not driving in the direction of home.

Shang Qian explained with a smile, "go to dinner first."

Su Nan nodded, OK.

When she arrived at a French restaurant, Su Nan looked at the grand appearance and immediately felt what was playing the drum in her heart?

She had a hunch that there might be some unexpected surprises tonight?

Is it a proposal?

Su Nan repressed her inner excitement, pretended to be very ordinary, and took his arm and walked in gracefully.

The taste of this restaurant has always been good. Su Nan likes it very much.

But as soon as I went in, there were already many people in it. It didn't seem like a proper scene for a proposal?

Private show, candlelight dinner, and band, aren't they tacky three piece sets?

There was already a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Maybe he brought her to dinner.

The waiter came over respectfully:

"Mr. Shang, Miss Su, this way, please..."

He had already booked a box and was isolated from the atmosphere outside.

Knowing her taste, Shang Qian had already ordered her favorite dish.

Not long after sitting down, the food came up.

Delicate and expensive.

Su Nan smiled. Although she had no appetite, she still managed to eat a few mouthfuls. However, she was surprised that the taste of these dishes had changed slightly, which would not make her feel uncomfortable.

With a smile, Shang Qian poured her a glass of milk:

"I asked the chef to readjust the ingredients according to your taste and nutrition. The nutritionist said that this would not make your early pregnancy reaction too strong. Is it OK?"

He has been paying attention to her movements. If there is any dissatisfaction, he will change the dishes immediately.

Su Nan's eyes flickered. Under the light, it was very beautiful.

"No wonder chefs listen to you. Isn't it their professional habit not to allow others to modify recipes?"