C36

Everyone said that a hero being sad had nothing to do with it. Unexpectedly, even the CEO couldn't escape this curse.

Hu Wenmo sighed and instantly became serious, "CEO, a woman like Miss Yin doesn't need money, nor power. If you didn't make her fall in love with you, how could she be willing to marry you …"

It was true that this was the truth, but after hearing the whole story, the young noble's face turned ugly.

The interior of the car suddenly quieted down, and the temperature dropped again.

Hu Wen suddenly felt that he had said the wrong thing. After all, he still had to work under the Palace Lord in the future. If he displeased the Palace Lord, it would be an unwise decision.

Thus, he decided to make up for his mistake.

"Actually, it's not like there's no other way …"

Hu Wen carefully glanced at the young noble, and continued, "Maternity is a great thing. As long as a woman is pregnant and the child is born, generally speaking, they will not choose to divorce. "After all, single-parent families are very harmful to their children …"

Have a baby...

The young noble raised his sharp eyes to look at him, "You can shut up now."

Hu Wen's lips trembled. He didn't know what he had said that was wrong. It had made him unhappy.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and saw the figure of Yin Yanyue walking out of the hospital.

Hu Wen immediately withdrew his spirit, holding the steering wheel, "CEO, Miss Yin is here."

"Yes." The young noble glanced out the window absent-mindedly.

Yin Chengyue had already taken off the cast on his leg, so he was walking very quickly. Not long after, he arrived at the front of the car and opened the door to get in.

"What do you want for lunch?"

The expression on the face of the young noble was normal, just like how he didn't talk to Hu Wen just now.

Yin Chengyue turned his head and looked at him, then looked at the time on his phone. It was indeed noon, it was almost time for lunch.

"Eat whatever you want."

She lowered her head to look at her cell phone and paused for a moment before asking, "What is your planned trip today?"

Judging by the way the young viscount was acting, he probably wasn't going to work at the company anymore.

So after lunch, they might be going to test the gowns, see where the betrothal took place, or whatever.

"No."

The young noble looked at her helplessly, "If you get tired halfway, go home."

Dress didn't have to be tried, nor did the venue have to be looked at. He just wanted to find something to do with Yin Yanyue.

Yin Yanyue looked away from him and casually nodded.

After that, he let Hu Wen drive the car to a nearby commercial street and chose a hot pot restaurant without any hesitation.

Yin Yanyue followed behind him into the restaurant and was stunned for a moment.

With Uncle Gu's personality, she thought he would choose to eat some western and French restaurants, etc. But she didn't expect him to come to the hotpot restaurant without saying a word.

"Sit."

The viscount was already seated, and he raised his eyes to remind her to take her seat.

Yin Yanyue instantly snapped out of his daze, looked up at him, and sat down opposite him at a leisurely pace.

The moment he sat down, he heard the viscount say to the waiter, "Ma La Guo."

Then he watched as the viscount pointed at the menu, and drew a line with his finger, "This row, and this row, all go up. Add two glasses of orange juice and one dessert. "

The waiter was stunned. He took the menu and repeated what he said, "It's this row, do you want to follow this row?"

"Yes."

The viscount didn't feel there was any problem.

The waiter nodded blankly and asked again, "Then what kind of dessert do you want?"

Young Master Gong did not even raise his head as he casually replied, "The first on the menu."

"..." "Alright …"

The waiter looked at the viscount in shock, then covered the menu in his hands, "Please wait a moment."

"Wait."

Yin Chengyue speechlessly sighed, then once again took the menu from the waiter, "Don't use a spicy pot, please change it to a mandarin duck pot."

Uncle Gu didn't even know how to eat spicy food. He even ordered a spicy pot. Did he intend to stay here and watch her eat the hotpot and then drink the juice himself?

The waiter repeatedly nodded, "OK."

"I don't want any seafood in this row. I want a mango pudding for dessert."

Yin Yanyue returned the menu in her hand to him, "That's it."

The waiter was stunned again, he nodded his head and replied, "Ok."

He had originally thought that Yin Xiaoyue would order the dishes according to common sense, but he didn't expect that she would still simply and roughly say, "This row, follow this row."

"Uncle Gu." Yin Yanyue looked at the waiter's back and turned back, "Is this your first time eating hotpot?"

The viscount pursed his lips, not replying.

This was not the first time he had eaten hotpot, but it was indeed the first time he had eaten hotpot in the past ten years.

Ever since he was 18, he started working at the company. Every day, he started to socialize, attend parties, discuss contracts, and so on. Other than eating with the partners, he was the only one left eating at home.

But how could he eat hotpot with a co-operative? Even if he ate at home, he wouldn't be able to eat hotpot. As a result, he had not eaten a hotpot for a whole ten years.

When Yin Yanyue saw that he didn't answer, she suddenly became speechless, "Why don't you look at the ingredients on the menu and order a bunch of seafood? How are you going to eat them?"

Hearing this, Gong Shaowen was startled, raising his eyes to meet hers, "How do you know I'm allergic to seafood?"

The entire Gong family, and even Gong Ao didn't know that he was allergic to seafood.

Yin Yanyue's face froze. All of the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat. She was stunned for quite a while, but she couldn't find an answer.

"Hmm?"

The young noble palace frowned, looking at her strangely.

"That's right …" Yin Yanyue was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and started to bullshit, "The auntie who cooked at home told me."

The expression in the young lord's eyes deepened, "When I was young, aunty who cooked never knew that I was allergic to seafood."

"How do you know she doesn't?"

Yin Yanyue rolled her eyes and passed it over, "She wouldn't tell you even if she knew."

They began to talk nonsense again.

The young nobleman sighed and gave up pursuing the matter.

Seeing how she didn't want to say it, she wouldn't say it no matter how she asked.

At this time, the waiter walked over with a pot of mandarin duck. He helped them light the fire and then served them another portion of the dishes.

Yin Yanyue lowered her head and casually began to cook. Her thoughts suddenly drifted back to when she was eight years old …

When Uncle Gu first came to the palace, no one looked at him with contempt. And since his grandfather was a strict person, he had no interest in giving Uncle Gu any concern at all.

Thus, when she was eight years old, she felt that Uncle Gu was very pitiful.

At that time, Gong Nian Shan liked eating fish noodles very much. When she was young, she didn't know what fish noodles were, but she thought they were good stuff. Thus, she stole the fish noodles from the nanny's room and placed them in Uncle Gu's room.

Uncle Gu thought that the nanny downstairs had brought it up, so he ate it without any suspicion.

But he hadn't thought that after Uncle Gu had eaten it, his entire body would become red and he would have a high fever.

Even so, he didn't tell anyone that he was allergic. He only carried it on his shoulder and waited for it to heal.

Just like that, he had a high fever in his room. He stayed alone for an entire day and night, and only on the second day did he feel slightly better.

At the age of eight, she didn't know that it was called seafood allergy. She only knew that Uncle Gu had suddenly contracted a serious illness and that he hadn't told anyone that he was sick.

But later on, she had grown up a little. When she recalled that incident, she realized that she had almost killed Uncle Gu.