Ten minutes later.

Zhou Yuan appeared on the 78th floor of Baiweiju on time.

As soon as he entered the door and glanced at it, he saw the uncle's family on the window seat in the restaurant.

It's been almost a year since I saw it, and the uncle is obviously more old-fashioned because of his body and age.

On the contrary, my eldest aunt... is very well maintained...

If you don't know this, you can take a quick look at it and make it look like a rich woman.

After all, that middle-aged cheongsam dress made of silk, plus a silk shawl, plus diamond necklaces and earrings... it looks like a rich man in every way!

With the effort Zhou Yuan walked over here, the uncle Zhou Hai who was facing him also saw him. This one suddenly laughed, and even stood up and waved.

"Xiaoyuan, here!"

When the uncle moved, the aunt and cousin Zhou Ji who had their backs to the door turned their heads.

Seeing Zhou Yuan, the two looked completely different.

Zhou Ji scanned it up and down, and then he was neither kind nor alienated, just like ordinary colleagues and friends.

It was the uncle Ren Shumei who raised her brow slightly and glanced at her, then turned her head indifferently, and looked at the uncle opposite.

"Look at you, what you look like! As an elder, you can't keep your focus. You can shout or shout and wave your hands. This is a high-end restaurant. You can't shame our son!

Ren Shumei scolded unceremoniously.

Don't look at her disgusting uncle yelling, in fact her voice is louder than that of Uncle Zhou Hai!

After going down, many people around looked over.

Zhou Ji suddenly felt dull on his face, and hurriedly tugged at his mother: "Mom, keep your voice down, take a look, everyone around is looking here and there!"

Hearing what her son said, Ren Shumei was only somewhat restrained.

"Uncle, uncle, cousin, how are you. I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Zhou Yuan reached the table in a few steps and greeted him in accordance with the principle of politeness.

"It's okay, it's okay, we just arrived, come here, Xiaoyuan, sit down." The uncle greeted him enthusiastically.

Zhou Ji is also okay, after all, he has no hatred with Zhou Yuan, and smiled: "That's right, we are just here, cousin, please sit down."

Seeing that both of them greeted Zhou Yuan, Ren Shumei's expression was a bit wrong, she squinted at Zhou Yuan, and hummed: "If you know there will be a party tonight, can't you come early? Since childhood, I have been so many years old. Yes, it is still so unruly!"

What this says is obviously just picking up trouble!

Both the uncle and Zhou Ji's faces changed, and Zhou Ji was busy with Ren Shumei secretly. Uncle next to him even interrupted: "Come on to Xiaoyuan, first have a cup of tea."

"Thank you, uncle."

Zhou Yuan knew exactly what his eldest aunt was, so he didn't bother to quarrel with her and simply ignored it.

Seeing the past, Zhou Hai and Zhou Ji were relieved, and they were afraid of the cold, so they started talking casually.

After a few conversations, the waiter over there came over.

"Sir, how many of you need to order now?"

"Sorry, we still haven't arrived, wait a minute."

Zhou Ji replied, and the waiter walked away politely. Turning her head, Ren Shumei curiously asked: "Son, your girlfriend, why haven't you come yet?"

"I called her before. There is still something to be done in her company. It may be a while later. But don't worry, mom, she should be coming soon, maybe on the way.

Ren Shumei could not help but let out a cry.

But Zhou Ji remembered something and turned to look at Zhou Yuan.

"By the way, cousin, how are you at school now? Do you have a girlfriend or something?"

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