Chapter 81 Mr. Bo, why don’t we have dinner together tonight?

Author: Wen Guqing

Chapter 81 Mr. Bo, why don’t we have dinner together tonight?

After getting off work that day, Tong Yao had just returned to Jinghaoyuan when she received news from Jiang Chen.

The other party asked her if she had time tonight. He had found a matching kidney source. It happened that a doctor friend of his from Jiangcheng came to Hong Kong on a business trip and was going to discuss his aunt's condition with her.

Tong Yao put down her phone and struggled internally for a while.

Bo Muyan probably went out to socialize today, and it looked like he wouldn't be back for a while.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to go back quickly.

After all, mother can't wait...

Jiang Chen made an appointment at a new Chinese private restaurant in Hong Kong.

When she arrived, Jiang Chen had just parked the car, and a dignified and handsome figure got out of the car.

Tong Yao glanced at it lightly and saw that it was a Rolls-Royce.

Although the car body is in low-key black, with the little golden figure on the front of the car, it doesn’t look so low-key.

Tong Yao took the initiative to greet him, smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly. His black suit made him look dignified and dignified. "My friend is stuck in traffic and may have to arrive late."

Tong Yao was a little worried about the time issue in her heart, but she still smiled calmly and said, "It doesn't matter, we will wait for him later."

This private restaurant is located in an alley. From the outside, it looks like a quaint courtyard. Through the circular wooden windows, you can vaguely see the scenery behind it. It is a quiet garden in the bustling city, surrounded by green shades and quiet and fragrant.

The name of this store also has a Zen meaning - Walker.

Tong Yao and Jiang Chen entered the door together and turned around a winding corridor surrounded by winding water.

The courtyard is surrounded by green trees and flowing water, and the fairy atmosphere is lingering. As night falls, the faint fragrance of wine occasionally floats out from the nearby pavilion, which is intoxicating. Even Tong Yao, who has been worried about Zhang Jingrou's illness, feels a little relieved at this moment.

The first floor of this restaurant is a tea room for drinking tea, and the second floor is a private kitchen.

Tong Yao and Jiang Chen were sitting on the first floor waiting for the doctor. Occasionally, guests came downstairs to drink tea after dinner.

Tong Yao was sitting by the window. Through the round wooden window, she could see the path leading into the pavilion and the peach blossom tree planted on the side of the window.

The peach blossoms outside the window are blooming just right, with a light fragrance, and the chatter of the surrounding diners adds a bit of fireworks to the elegant atmosphere.

After a while, the waiter in cheongsam brought over a pot of fragrant tea, brewed from a pot of West Lake Longjing tea. The faint fragrance of tea filled the room. The tea sets, pen and ink, and wooden doors were all full of classical atmosphere.

Jiang Chen looked sideways at Tong Yao, who was sitting on a carved wooden chair. Her quiet and elegant temperament perfectly blended into the atmosphere of this restaurant.

He said softly, "Miss Tong, that friend of mine is a well-known nephrologist in Jiangcheng. If you don't mind, you can transfer your aunt to their hospital. You don't have to worry about the cost. The only drawback is that the distance is relatively far.

, it might be a little difficult when I want to visit my aunt."

Tong Yao nodded to express understanding.

However, she owed Jiang Chen so much favor, how could she have the nerve to transfer him to his friend's hospital without spending any money?

Besides, given the current situation, he wouldn't even agree to see his mother, let alone being transferred to another hospital.

The candlelight reflected in Tong Yao's eyes, sparkling with color. Just when she was about to decline, a voice of conversation came clearly to her ears, "Mu Yan, let's have some tea here first."

She paused suddenly and subconsciously raised her eyes to look forward——

A tall and noble figure appeared at the door of the tea room, and his handsome face looked around.

But soon, his eyes were fixed on Tong Yao, who was sitting there at a loss, and next to her... Jiang Chen.

His eyes were cold and somewhat scrutinizing.

Jiang Chen didn't realize the subtlety in Bo Muyan's eyes, so he stood up and greeted politely, "Mr. Bo, good evening."

The curls of smoke dispersed in the tea room, covering up the anger in the latter's eyes.

Bo Muyan took the time to glance at Tong Yao behind him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Mr. Jiang, we meet again, please sit down."

Jiang Chen sat back down, and Bo Muyan naturally sat next to Jiang Chen.

The waiter brought a pot of tea to Bo Muyan and Bo Muyan in a respectful manner.

Tong Yao could feel that person's eyes constantly looking at her, as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She didn't want to leave now, nor could she continue to stay where she was.

Bo Muyan poured a cup of tea for Jiang Chen. The aroma of tea overflowed and the heat hit his face. He asked slowly, "Who did Mr. Jiang come with today?"

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and bowed. Tong Yao, who had been hiding behind him, was exposed. "I forgot to introduce you. This is my friend, Tong Yao."

Tong Yao: "..."

Tong Yao's face was uglier than when she was crying. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and say hello, "Mr. Bo."

Bo Muyan, as if he had just seen her, asked in surprise, "Madam, why didn't you say you were feeling unwell tonight?"

Tong Yao's head swelled as she heard the word 'ma'am'. She could almost clearly detect the anger in the man's tone.

Jiang Chen was startled, as if he didn't expect that the relationship between them would be like this.

He glanced at Tong Yao aside, who kept her head lowered and could not see the expression on her face.

But soon, he realized something was wrong.

Bo Muyan is a new rich man in Hong Kong. As Bo's wife, Tong Yao, how could she come to borrow money from him when she doesn't even have a mere 300,000 yuan?

A voice suddenly came from the door of the tea room, disrupting his thoughts, "Brother Chen, I'm late."

The person who spoke was Chen Chen, Jiang Chen’s friend.

"Nothing." Jiang Chen stood up, called Chen Chen over, and introduced to Tong Yao beside him, "This is the Doctor Chen I told you about."

Because Bo Muyan was also there, Tong Yao seemed to say hello absentmindedly, "Hello, Dr. Chen."

Tong Yao didn't want to say too much here, just because she was afraid that Bo Muyan would find out what her fundamental purpose was for coming here.

She was really afraid that Bo Muyan would stop her from transplanting Zhang Jingrou's kidney.

She gently pulled Jiang Chen's sleeve and whispered, "Let's go upstairs."

Bo Muyan's eyes fell on Tong Yao's delicate little hands, and his eyes turned completely cold.

The scene in front of him was like a thorn, piercing straight into his eyes. Looking at the two people in front of him, he didn't know why, but he felt particularly dazzling.

Jiang Chen looked sideways and smiled slightly, "Okay."

Then he turned around, looked at Bo Muyan in front of him, and politely invited him, "Mr. Bo, why don't we have dinner together tonight?"

Tong Yao's eyes widened, as if she didn't expect Jiang Chen to invite him to eat together, and her palms suddenly became nervous and sweaty.

But soon, Tong Yao comforted herself——

Jiang Chen was just being polite, he shouldn't be that boring, and if someone wanted to invite him, he would really come.

So she mustered up the courage and raised her eyes to look at the man. The latter was also staring at Tong Yao for a moment, and the smile on his lips became playful.

"Since Mr. Jiang invited me, it would be disrespectful to refuse."
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