Chapter 838

Anyan and Qiao Qingjia follow him, and the three people walk out of the office one after another, but the staff on the whole floor are shocked.

What's the situation?

The prospective landlady and the president's blind date are walking side by side, with a smile on their faces, as if they are in harmony!

Some of them thought that they were wrong. Even Wu Yang, who was standing not far away, looked shocked.

This is the 21st century! It's not the era of e Huang NV Ying!

Wu Yang sends a wechat message to Meng Zhihan in a hurry: "Xiao Han, he Shao has gone out to dinner with his wife and Qiao Qingjia. According to your women, what's the situation?"

Soon, Meng Zhihan's wechat message came: "the surface situation."

"What is appearance?" Wu Yang doesn't understand.

"Just have a meal!"

Wu Yang quickly knocked on his mobile phone and asked Meng Zhihan: "this... These three people eat together? The young lady and Qiao Qingjia are enemies of love. How can they have dinner at the same table? "

"If you don't eat at the same table, how can you fight against your rival?"

"What, what?"

Wu Yang obviously still doesn't understand.

Meng Zhihan has given up and this wood to continue to explain, because he wants to understand, rival estimates have been defeated.

Later, Wu Yang received a notice and contracted the second floor of the best Sichuan restaurant near the company.

The whole second floor, just the three of them.

After taking a seat, Qiao Qingjia handed the menu to an Yan and asked with a smile, "Miss mu, what would you like to eat?" She looked like a hostess at the moment.

She and he Junshen sat side by side, but Anyan didn't fight. She sat opposite them like a third party, strictly speaking, he Junshen.

"You're welcome, Miss mu. Just mind. I'll take care of this meal." Qiao Qingjia is very generous said.

At this moment, his deep voice sounded: "the bill will go directly to the plutocrats." The implication is that this meal is his.

Anyan doesn't get angry, and doesn't give Qiao Qingjia any respect. Instead, she says thank you and takes the menu she handed over.

In fact, she can't eat spicy food at all. When she opens the menu and sees the hot pepper in the picture, her scalp feels numb. But for the man in front of her, she must give it a try. She can't give her beloved to other women!

"Well... Let's have a boiled fish fillet, spicy chicken, Mapo Tofu first..." an Yan reported a series of dish names, and then handed the menu to the waiter.

"All right." The waiter answered and asked, "would you like a drink, please?"

"Do you have mango juice?" Anyan asked again.

The waiter nodded, "yes."

"Let's have a bunch of mango juice." She is allergic to mangoes.

Today's mu'an Yan is like a gambler who lost his eye on the gambling table. He gambled all the chips in one go, just for the sake of gambling. If he lost, he would lose all the money. If he won, everyone would be happy.

Then the waiter nodded, turned and walked downstairs.

He Yun's deep brow slightly frowned, but he still said nothing.

Waiting for the dishes, Qiao Qingjia and Anyan chat.

"I heard that Miss Mu used to be in the music department, specializing in harp playing. Although I haven't seen your concert, I searched the video on the Internet and found that your harp performance is absolutely unique!" Qiao Qingjia praises an Yan. This kind of polite words is also a necessity on the scene.

Anyan looked at Qiao Qingjia in front of her and said with a smile, "as far as I know, Miss Qiao, as the vice president of Qiao's family, is the object of admiration for her appearance, education or ability."

Qiao Qingjia also laughed and asked an Yan, "is that the object of Miss Mu's admiration?"

"I don't admire anyone, I just want to be myself, but... I'm not good enough." Anyan's words have profound meaning. Qiao Qingjia may listen to the clouds, but he Junshen can definitely understand.

However, he is still cool at the moment, handsome, expressionless, she and Qiao Qingjia conversation, he also turned a deaf ear.

Anyan doesn't know what the man is thinking. He is clearly in front of her, but she doesn't know what he is thinking at all.

Then he Yunshen got up and walked downstairs.

"Heshao, where are you going?" Qiao Qingjia is like a little wife who inquires about her husband.

"Wash your hands." He just said two words indifferently, and then went downstairs.

When he was seated again, spicy Sichuan cuisine was on the table

Anyan looks at him with a cold face and starts to be "bad".

Under the unknown table, she deliberately rubbed his leg.

He Yun's face didn't change, but he clamped her restless leg, and let her move or not.

Fortunately, Qiao Qingjia was pouring mang juice and didn't notice the situation under the table.

Anyan wants to dig a hole in the ground and get in. She knew it would not be bad. Now she's really embarrassed. She wants to let the man go, but Qiao Qingjia is beside her. She can't see anything different, let alone let her know. Otherwise, it's really embarrassing.

Anyan picked up the glass, but she didn't care if she was allergic. She plucked up the courage to drink a few mouthfuls of mango juice. After a few mouthfuls of Gudong, she found that it was not mango juice, but corn juice?

"This is... Corn juice?"

The waiter who was serving immediately replied, "yes, mango juice has been sold out. The boss said this corn juice will be given to three people."

When the waiter said this, Anyan knew it in her heart. It seemed that he Shao's washing hands was fake just now, and it was true that he changed mango juice into corn juice.

Anyan pretended to know nothing and looked at the waiter with a smile and said, "is that right? How generous is your boss? "

The waiter blushed with an Yan's smile. He put down the dish in a hurry and was ready to leave. "Have a nice meal."

Her smile is delicate and pretty. She is just like pure brandy or delicate rose. She is the only woman who is charming and refined.

He Junshen's handsome face seems to be a little cold, and her strength is a little heavier, which seems to be a punishment for her just showing her smile to other men.

Anyan has some pain, almost cry out!

This asshole! Are you going to cut her bone?

She gritted her teeth, picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of boiled fish and sent it to her mouth.

This dish is too spicy. It's a cruel torture for her who can't eat spicy food!

"Cough -" she coughed suddenly, and her little face soon turned red.

"Miss mu, drink some corn juice quickly." Qiao Qingjia didn't expect that Anyan couldn't eat spicy food, but the Sichuan food was really spicy, but it was also spicy enough.