Tang Xiaojian nodded, thinking of tomorrow's dinner, and went back to the room to fall asleep.
Perhaps because of the effort expended in the game recently, his eyelids are heavy, just like Jia Meng who has fallen asleep with the fragrance of lavender, he soon fell asleep.
The next day.
When the morning sun shines into the princess room through the lake blue curtains as always, Jia Meng is awakened by the sound of the phone.
"Hey... Good morning." Jia Meng saw that the caller ID was Jia Tianming, and hurriedly pressed the answer button, but couldn't say "Dad".
The last time Jia Tianming burned the old house on fire is still vivid, and I have lingering fears when I think of it.
Fortunately, Jia Meng has recently shifted his attention to the cross-server arena, and sleeps a lot at night, otherwise he will have nightmares again and again.
"Clean up as soon as possible, there will be a dinner, I'm on the way to pick you up." Jia Tianming didn't call her either, he hung up after conveying the message in a brief and concise manner.
Dinner
Didn't Jia Tianming only show Li in his dinner? Why are you interested in taking her today
Jia Meng woke up to change clothes while muttering to herself in doubt.
No matter what kind of meal it is, it is a good time to breathe fresh air for Jia Meng, who can only be locked in the cage of Jia's small courtyard all day.
When the whistle of Jia Tianming's car sounded downstairs, she went downstairs with her bag as fast as possible, greeted Aunt Liu in a hurry, made a grimace at the security, and quickly got into the back seat of the car.
"Why don't you take the co-driver?" Jia Tianming started the car.
"Huh? Why didn't Sister Li Lu come?"
"Today is the dinner for the four of the Jia family and the Tang family, your prospective mother-in-law's."
That's it.
However, Jia Meng still didn't understand, how could Jia Tianming, who is usually aloof, agree to participate in the bureau organized by Tang Xiaowan
Jia Meng didn't ask much, just taking advantage of the rare sunshine in the late autumn to enjoy the scenery along the way through the window of the car, thinking together in his mind.
Are you going to the "Thunder Hotel" again? Jia Meng looked forward to it.
Residents of Q city know that Thunder Hotel is the largest local catering brand with branches all over the city. To be precise, it is a monopoly. New Bayi Chinese website debut
It gathers the most sophisticated chefs in the city, integrates cuisines from all over the country, and integrates high-end meals and ordinary dining. Whether it is hotel service or dining environment, it is the best in the city.
But these are obviously not reasons for Jia Meng to look forward to eating there, she just hopes that she can have a chance to meet someone.
Even if you can't see it, it's great to eat her favorite "Steamed Pipa Shrimp".
That person was a delivery man and a waiter from the Thunder Hotel, but he was also Master Ma from the Thunder Group.
Jia Meng and Mare have only two sides, but they are deeply impressed every time.
He has thick eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes, and he looks very energetic, but he has a down-to-earth service industry smile on his face.
Every time I think back to what happened between them, Jia Mengming always feels that there is a special feeling in it.
However, the car passed several Thunder restaurants without stopping.
Jia Meng was a little anxious and couldn't help asking: "Which restaurant are we going to?" ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"It's not the Thunder Hotel anyway." Jia Tianming seemed to be able to perceive Jia Meng's mind, and a single sentence sealed her imagination.
"Hmm..." Jia Meng showed a disappointed expression.
"Why? That's what you want to go to Thunder Hotel?"
"No no." Jia Meng hurriedly defended, "I just don't know what other restaurant in this city is better than Thunder Hotel."
"You can ask your prospective mother-in-law." Jia Tianming's mouth crooked, not smiling.
"No need."
Of course, Jia Meng would not contact Tang Xiaowan because of this. She had a good sleep last night and had to pretend to be tired and close her eyes to rest.
Coincidentally, at this time, the WeChat message prompt sounded on the phone, and Jia Meng was forced to open his eyes again.
"Baby, good morning, see you later."
It is Tang Xiaojian.
Such daily warm greetings have been long gone.
"Good morning, see you later."
In a daze, Jia Meng didn't want to believe that Tang Xiaojian was the ruthless person in the game who expelled the Ye family from the gang for the sake of utilitarianism and face.
At this time, Tang Xiaojian and Tang Xiaowan had arrived at the agreed place, waiting for the arrival of the Jia family's father and daughter.
Jia Tianming's car parked in an elegant courtyard.
As soon as I got out of the car, I saw the Tang family's mother and son walking towards him.
Tang Xiaowan combed a simple bun, dressed in a big red cheongsam and paired with a pair of crimson pointed stilettos, which looked alive and well like a festive mascot.
The no longer slender waist and slightly raised abdomen made her steps a little harder under the effect of high heels.
"My father-in-law, Mengmeng, you are here!"
According to the usual practice, Jia Meng stretched his hands subconsciously, ready to be hugged warmly by Tang Xiaowan.
But she did not come up. Although her voice was still enthusiastic, she stood under the steps a little higher at the door and just waved gently.
Tang Xiaojian was about to come forward and hug Jia Meng, but was severely stopped by Tang Xiaowan.
Jia Meng was slightly embarrassed, only holding his hands tightly on the skirt, and walking into the store.
This is a restaurant in Menkeluoque, and there is no plaque at the door. It looks more like an old house that has been renovated.
During the non-peak meal time of ten years in the morning, only four of them came.
Typical Chinese decoration, the dining table, chairs and stools are all made of mahogany, which looks simple and elegant, but it lacks the fireworks that a normal restaurant should have.
The music played by the guzheng lingered in my ears, and there was no noise, let alone the sound of cooking from the kitchen.
"The place that Mr. Tang chose is very elegant. It's just not like a celebration, it's more like a talk." Jia Tianming just sat down and opened the chattering box.
"Haha," Tang Xiaowan seemed to have an expression mechanism on her face that could be opened at any time, from a blank face to a bright smiling face, "This is one of the shooting locations of our new Tang culture drama, now it's hot, for To commemorate, I bought this store casually."
"This area is neither suitable for living nor for opening a shop. Such a big house should also cost a lot." The muscles on Jia Tianming's face trembled slightly, deliberately mocking.
"It's only ten or twenty million. Compared with the income of our new drama, this is just a drop in the bucket, not to mention it." Tang Xiaowan resisted Jia Tianming's ridicule by showing off.
After speaking, she clapped her hands vigorously.
The music stopped abruptly, and a woman in a pale white costume came slowly with a pot of tea.
Her face was covered with a thin veil, but she felt strangely familiar from the eyebrows and her eyes, and she always felt she had seen it somewhere.
The woman knelt down on her knees and gracefully poured tea to everyone present, with a familiar voice: "Please take your time."
Who is this? Jia Meng couldn't help but wince at Tang Xiaojian who was opposite.