But she couldn't resist the greed in her heart. She always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, thinking: Just one more glance would be good, because she didn't know when she would meet again. She didn't have Song Yan'an's phone number, nor did she have any friendship or business dealings with him. Even if she wanted to get close to him, she couldn't.
I think the chance encounters in idol dramas are too fake. His company and her store are only separated by a street, and it is difficult for them to see each other, let alone the kind of love in TV dramas where the male and female protagonists are very different.
I don’t know how long it had been, but Wu Yang, who was hiding in the kitchen and looking at Song Yanan from afar, was patted on the shoulder.
"Boss." Behind him was Xiaoxing, the store's waiter.
"What's wrong?" Wu Yang straightened his clothes and pretended nothing had happened.
"The gentleman at table 26 asked if you were there?"
"Table 26?" Wu Yang was startled. He turned around and looked at Song Yan'an's table. His heart was in turmoil. "Mr. Song's table?"
"Um."
"He's looking for me?"
Xiaoxing nodded, "Yes, he asked if you were there?"
Wu Yang pursed his lips, as if he had gone through a mental struggle, and took the menu from Xiao Xing's hand, "Give it to me, I'll go and entertain him."
Wu Yang changed into a black suit worn by shop assistants, took the menu, and walked over slowly.
It's really strange. Song Yanan only came to the store twice. Both times, her mood when she saw him was different. The first time, she was full of hope and happy like a bird, but this time, she was full of bitterness and didn't know how to face the fact that he already had someone he liked.
Sigh.
If she had never fallen in love with him, perhaps she wouldn't be so lost now.
She also didn't know why people could fall in love with someone for no reason, and the love would grow deeper and deeper, without any reason at all. She felt that she must be sick, with lovesickness.
"Brother." Wu Yang walked over and handed over the menu.
"You're here." Song Yan'an smiled at her, "Why didn't I see you just now?"
"I was helping out in the kitchen just now." She lowered her head and didn't want to look into his eyes. It wasn't that she didn't dare, but that she didn't want to. Because she didn't want to like him more. He already had someone he liked. She should know when to stop. She should restrain herself and let go.
Song Yanan nodded without saying anything, and flipped through the menu in his hand elegantly.
"Brother, what do you want to talk to me about?" Wu Yang asked with his head down.
When I first saw this little girl, she was so happy that she seemed to be glowing, and it made people want to laugh.
And now, she lowered her head, looking as if the whole world was gloomy. For some reason, Song Yanan felt that she seemed quite sad.
Of course, Song Yanan didn't realize that she liked him, he just thought that this girl was quite interesting. Sometimes, he would also make some interesting friends, not for any purpose, but simply to make his life and social life more interesting.
"Nothing." Song Yan'an said gently, "I just heard that in stores like yours, the waiters are quite strict and usually have ratings. I thought if I look for you, I can increase your rating charm."
Wu Yang was stunned and almost asked: Why are you so nice to me
Of course, she just thought about this in her mind and didn't ask it directly. After all, she had already decided to let him go.
Maybe Song Yanan is a better person. He knows how to think from other people's perspectives. He is a rare good man. Even though she is a waitress, he didn't show any disgust.
"Thank you, brother." Wu Yang held it in for a long time before only saying this.
Song Yan'an curled her lips and said, "It's just a small favor. No need to thank me so much."
His tall body was leaning on the sofa, a menu in his hand. The light shone on him, covering his entire body in an orange halo. He was so handsome that people dared not look directly at him.
Wu Yang was stunned by his smile. In fact, she really wanted to chat with him, but she couldn't break through her inner moral bottom line. She kept repeating in her mind: He has someone he likes, he has someone he likes, he has someone he likes...
She felt like a patient who had just learned that he had cancer and was very negative and disappointed.
She sighed deeply inwardly, opened her eyes, and said, "Brother, what do you want to eat? I'll place the order for you?"
Song Yanan looked at her with deep eyes, "I had a dish before, with mango and sesame seeds on it, it tasted quite refreshing, I forgot what it was called, do you know?"
Wu Yang was silent for a moment, "Are there any avocados and shrimps?"
"It seems so." Song Yan'an was not sure.
Wu Yang bit the tip of his ballpoint pen and recalled his previous menu. "It should be this dish, called Butter Mango, which contains eel and shrimp."
Song Yanan's face was indifferent, "That should be it, let's order one of these, and two steak set A."
"Okay..." Halfway through, Wu Yang's heart skipped a beat. Two servings? Anyone else wants to come
"The food will be served at half past twelve."
"Okay." Wu Yang wrote it down in a daze, took the menu and went into the kitchen.
After giving instructions to the chef, she hid in the kitchen again and stared at the man at table No. 26 who made her heart beat fast through the surveillance camera.
Not disturbing, just paying attention secretly and from afar, this doesn't count as crossing the moral bottom line, right
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Sure enough, not long after, a graceful figure came into the store.
Wu Yang saw that she was wearing a pair of snow-white embroidered shoes, and above that, a light pink flowing skirt. She was wearing a modified wide-sleeved cotton cheongsam, with her long hair draped behind her, wrapped in a solid-colored headband, so beautiful that it made people concentrate and hold their breath.
She walked up to Song Yan'an, said a few words to him, and sat down. Her long eyelashes cast a beautiful shadow under the light.
Wu Yang watched silently and thought that the woman was so beautiful.
She felt emotional and complicated, because she only took one look at this woman and knew she was Lan Shichu, the daughter of the Lan family.
Lan Shichu sat at the table with a glass of water at hand. She picked it up and took two sips. "It's so hot outside. I walked here because I'm so thirsty."
Song Yanan put down the documents in her hand and smiled, "Have you had lunch?"
"Not yet." Lan Shichu looked around the store, "The environment here is quite nice. Have you ordered?"
"Once you've ordered, I'll ask them to serve the food first." Song Yan'an waved.
Xiaoxing ran over.
Song Yanan said calmly: "It's time to serve the food."
"Yes." Xiaoxing ran into the kitchen and told Wu Yang the news.
Wu Yang turned his eyes away from the surveillance camera, looking downcast, "Ask the chef if the food is ready. If it is, bring it over. I'll serve it."
"ah?"
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Wu Yang asked sideways.
"I heard you. I'll go right away." Xiaoxing didn't dare to delay for a moment and went to find the chef.
Several dishes were quickly served, each dish was served on a tray, exquisite and high-end. Wu Yang called two waiters, one of whom held a tray in his hand, took a deep breath, and walked out of the kitchen.
As soon as I got closer, I heard Lan Shichu's laughter, "Your birthday is coming soon. How do you plan to celebrate it this year?"
"Everyone is married now. Even if we want to hold a wedding, it won't be somewhere far away." Song Yan'an said after taking a sip of coffee.
"If you have any ideas, you can tell me. Maybe if we are free, everyone can go."
Song Yanan looked up at her and said, "I want to go skiing in Beihai. Do you think it's possible?"
Lan Shichu frowned and thought for a moment, "This is a bit far."
She has just recently accepted someone and is in the trial phase of relationship. She would be reluctant to go far away.
Song Yanan nodded, a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "So, just have a casual meal when the time comes."
Lan Shichu felt it was a pity, "It's only once a year, isn't this a bit hasty?"
"It's okay. I'm not too keen on birthday stuff."
"Yeah." Lan Shichu didn't know what to say, so he drank water silently. Song Yan'an was a man that girls liked at first sight, but the longer they got along with him, the colder they felt. He could always be very nice and gentle to people, but when it came to love, it was almost impossible to feel it, as if... his heart was cold.
Lan Shichu gave up on him after the third year of liking him, because she was unable to create a spark in his heart in those three years. She thought that he would never be attracted to her for the rest of his life.
In the past three years, Lan Shichu always offered him an olive branch intentionally or unintentionally, but he never accepted it. Song Yanan was definitely not stupid, so she was perceptive and gradually understood what he really thought.
(End of this chapter)