The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 875
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It’s time for noon. He Xiyan, who had been sitting for more than an hour, was led by Jiahang into Gu’s restaurant. In the restaurant is a relatively rare square dining table. The table made of rosewood looks a little quaint. On each side of the table are two mahogany chairs, a total of eight chairs. At this point there were seven or eight dishes on the table, as well as some delicate pastries.
He Xiyan took a look, plus himself and Jiahang, a total of six people dine, including Jiahang’s parents, as well as a nanny and a chef.
Yang Yun couldn’t hide her excitement and excitement on her face, and even too excited, she still had tears on her face. She pulled his son’s sleeves and let him sit close to him, while He Xiyan sat awkwardly beside Chen Jiahang, and the two sat aside.
“Shaoqian … come here, eat more.” Just after sitting, Yang Yun sandwiched a large piece of roasted goose into Jiahang’s bowl.
“Mom didn’t know you were back today. I didn’t prepare the roast lamb you like. Mom asked Aunt Qin to buy it in the afternoon.” Yang Yun kept chopping vegetables in his son’s bowl, waking his nose while pinching. Happiness came so suddenly that she couldn’t adjust her mood for a while.
Chen Jiahang handed a tissue to his mother. Then I patted my mother’s back.
He Xiyan sat aside. She moved her lips and wanted to say something to comfort Jiahang’s mother. However, she couldn’t find the right words for a while, so she just picked up the chopsticks and pinched a small piece. The bamboo shoots came to their bowls, and then they took a big mouthful of rice.
“Xiao Chen, eat more vegetables!” Suddenly, a thick voice sounded in her ear, said Gu Chengli, Jia Hang’s father, who looked at He Xiyan with a faint look. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
He Xiyan turned to look at Jia Hang’s father, an old man who looked older than his actual age. “Thank you, Uncle,” she said politely.
“Where are you from? Xiao Chen, do you get used to our dishes?” Gu Chengli asked again. Then he noticed the woman brought back by his son.
“I …” He Xiyan paused, speaking for a moment, a flash of embarrassment on her face, because she really didn’t know where she was.
“Dad, she belongs to Chenjia Village, Linxian, the small village where I live.”
Chen Jiahang answered for her.
He Xiyan smiled awkwardly, “Uncle, I’m not picky. These dishes are delicious.”
“That’s good, remember to say what you want to eat, just let the master make it at night.” Gu Chengli said lightly, with a slight smile on his raised lips.
He Xiyan took another bite and said politely, “Thank you Uncle.”
After eating this meal for almost half an hour, He Xiyan was already full, but he felt that it was not polite to leave the table early, so he could only accompany Jia Hang and his parents to eat well meeting.
After getting off the table, Jia Hang went to the bathroom, and she went to the living room just now, and it was only a few minutes after she sat down, and another cup of tea was delivered to her. Jiahang’s mother.
He Xiyan froze for a moment, quickly got up, she blushed, took it a little embarrassedly.
“Thank Auntie,” she said with a smile.
Yang Yun smiled the same, but that smile was a little deliberate.
“Xiao Chen, bring your clothes. You don’t want to go back to the hotel today, just stay in our house.”