Chapter 812
"Hello, miss. Is this one?"
Han Muzi stood in front of the Sichuan restaurant for a long time. One foot stepped into the shop and the other remained outside. Standing there for a long time, the waiter inside could not help but come out to ask.
Han Muzi raised his head and saw a very young man standing in front of him with clean eyebrows and eyes. He seemed to be a Chinese, but he spoke English to himself.
She nodded subconsciously, "well, alone."
The young man's face brightened: "Gee, are you Chinese? I saw you standing here for a long time. Do you have any doubts? "
Han Muzi smile: "no, just in the phone."
With that, she whispered to George on the other end of the phone: "I have something else to do. Hang up first."
Then click the phone directly to hang up.
"Don't hang up, sister-in-law. Let me talk to you for a while sister-in-law??? Hello George was still yelling at his cell phone, and he had already heard a busy tone.
When it's over, how does he feel that he has done something bad with good intentions? After weichi wanted to have dinner with the Duanmu family, he immediately called Han Muzi to inquire about the situation. Who knows, he did not answer his call after two or three calls from Han Muzi, and he didn't even reply to wechat messages.
It's not like her character. In the end, George almost blew up her cell phone, and the other party still didn't answer his call.
So George was flustered. Subconsciously, he felt that Han Muzi must have known about it and was angry, so he didn't want to answer his phone call.
So when Han Muzi called, he would talk so thoughtless.
"You're stupid, George."
He stretched out his hand and kept knocking on his head. He was really going to be stupid by himself. He should try again first. Maybe his sister-in-law doesn't know about this matter, and it can be saved.
But now?
After he said it, after his sister-in-law Is it not his sister-in-law?
No, he has to call yemoshen to tell him, or else it will be over.
George quickly called yemoshen, who knew that the other party was the same as Han Muzi before. The call was through, but no one answered.
George didn't know where their dinner date was, and his cell phone couldn't get through. He turned around in a hurry, grabbed the car key and ran out.
*
after being welcomed in by a young man, Han Muzi found her a window seat and handed her the menu.
"We haven't come to China for a long time. You are the first Chinese I met in the last half a month. For the sake of our compatriots, I'll treat you today. You can open your mind."
Han Muzi took over the menu, some absent-minded, but the other party is so warm, she is embarrassed to ignore, can only smile: "thank you for your good intentions, but we just meet by chance, how can I ask you to spend money?"
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Meeting is predestined."
"No, thank you."
Han Muzi looks at the menu and orders some casually. In fact, she likes Sichuan food very much and won't be very selective.
"Is that all? That's very kind of you
Han Muzi smile: "I check out by myself, thank you."
The young man left with the menu.
Han Muzi sat alone in front of the position in a daze.
Today, he went to discuss the engagement with Duanmu family.
What is he doing these days? Is it that he runs to his home every day to make himself have the illusion?
Or, because of the kiss in the office, she had a delusion.
Feel the night deep, even if there is no memory of her, but subconsciously still know her, so will make those actions.
She even felt that she was close to winning.
However, after knowing the news today, she suddenly felt that I don't seem to have taken a step.
With this in mind, Han Muzi lowered her eyes and sat in a quiet position.
The speed of this store is very fast, and it is probably that the Chinese take care of the Chinese people. The list of Han Muzi points was sent up soon.
After the young man finished cooking for her, he sat down opposite her and looked at her with his mobile phone: "are you going abroad by yourself?"
He fixed his eyes on Han Muzi's eyes. The eyes of this woman are so beautiful He seemed to fall in love at first sight.
"No Han Muzi shook his head, picked up chopsticks and said, "I came with my husband."
The next second, the smile on the young man's face was stiff, which seemed a little embarrassed.
"Anything else?" Han Muzi looked up at him.
The man coughed gently and shook his head: "it's OK. Use it slowly."
Han Muzi symbolically took something to eat. She was very greedy before entering the store, but now the food has no taste at all.She reluctantly ate a few chopsticks, and then did not continue to eat, but took a paper towel to wipe the corners of her mouth, and then got up to check out.
The young man did not come out again, and she left the Sichuan restaurant after settling the bill.
*
at this moment,
in a top hotel,
"it's really rare that our two families can sit together for a meal in such a neat way." Wei Chi Jin looked at Duanmu Aotian and Duanmu Xue sitting opposite. He was surprised: "by the way, why didn't Azer come with you?"
Duanmu Aotian stroked his beard with a smile: "he ah, there are other things to do, I did not let him come together."
Duanmu Xue looks at the night Mo Shen sitting beside Wei Chi Jin. She looks down at her skirt.
This skirt was specially bought for herself, and it took her a lot of trouble to get the only skirt.
It is said that the designer was designed by a woman named duanmuxue. Although duanmuxue has not met with each other, her friends like the designer's work very much. However, her works are too difficult to buy, and I have heard that she has not designed much recently. Therefore, many of the skirts photographed before are reluctant to wear, and they are put back as models.
She paid a lot of money to get this one.
Make up is also carefully designed, with this skirt, I hope to leave the best impression on the night.
She even thought that when the marriage was engaged, she would go to find the dress designed by this man when she was engaged. She was willing to pay a large price for the other party to design her wedding dress.
A careful thought too far, Duanmu snow come back to God when the cheeks are red.
The elders of both sides were well aware of the purpose of coming today, so after three rounds of drinking, they began to talk about business.
Duanmu Aotian looks at his body shape and beautiful face. The more he looks, the more satisfied he is. He really deserves his granddaughter.
He put down the small wine cup in his hand, then raised his head and looked at Wei Chijin.
"Old man weichi, I still remember that we wanted our children to be parents before. It's a pity..."