The dim lights are blurry and attractive, and a bunch of white light on the table covers the red rose, imbuing it with a romantic atmosphere.

Yan Zijia pulled out the chair and let Que'er sit down. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the blond man in a dark blue plaid suit. He raised his head and smiled at Que'er and asked, "Can you order what you like to eat?"

"Okay." Que'er's thoughts came back this time, and she stared at the menu intently, clicking on the menu with her white fingers, which made the waiter's eyes widen.

He was about to open his mouth to remind, but Yan Zijie stopped him with his eyes, "Everything is necessary."

The waiter's neck shrank, his liver trembled, and he immediately turned around and ran away with the menu. Damn, it's so scary, suddenly making such a fuss with a foodie, it made his little liver tremble right out of his chest.

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"Brother, his eyes are so strange." After the waiter left, Que'er complained softly.

"Really? Then let the boss fire him." As he said that, he was about to make a call on his mobile phone. As soon as he picked up the phone, Que'er held it down with his little hand.

Yan Zijie looked up and Que'er explained: "Brother, this is not good."

"You don't like his service, which proves that he is unqualified in some areas. Since he is unqualified, he cannot take up the post. It is also for his own good to let him leave. Isn't this good?" Yan Zijie, who rarely talks so much, said once

After a long list of words, Que'er was stunned for a long time and almost didn't react.

"I'm just saying." Que'er felt guilty.

Yan Zijia's voice was quite serious, and he stared at her with a very serious expression and said: "I take it seriously!"

Que'er lowered his head to avoid Yan Zijia's sharp gaze, and did not look at him blankly like before, which made his heart sink again. Fortunately, the waiter served the dishes quickly, breaking this strange and depressing atmosphere.

atmosphere.

Yan Zijia ignored the awkward atmosphere and picked up the food for Que'er with his own hands. The blond man sitting not far away frequently looked towards him instead of looking at Que'er, which made him doubtful.

All doubts were quickly wiped away by him. This might not be an act.

The lunch was quite quiet, without any problems as expected. Yan Zijie specially sent Que'er back to the room to create opportunities for her. When she turned around and walked out of the suite door, she saw the blond man standing not far away.

She paused for a moment, then ignored his presence and walked towards the elevator.

Just as he took a step away, his body was slammed against the wall, and a handsome face appeared in front of him. The double arms passed through his shoulders and fixed him in the center, almost touching his face.

"Let go!" Yan Ziqiao frowned, his voice as cold as ice, and his eyes as sharp as thorns.

"Tsk, darling, you are still the same as before. You have this expression every time you see me, which makes me so sad." The deep blue eyes and the aggrieved expression are enough to charm any woman to death.

If that man hadn't spoken with an authentic Beijing accent, he might have been amazed.

"Let go!" Yan Zijie ignored him at all and spoke coldly again, spitting out two words.

"You should call me Allen, or call me honey. I thought that after such a long time, you came out because you had figured it out, so I hurried over."

Where Yan Zijia stood elegantly, if he ignored the frost on his face, it would have been an extremely beautiful scene. Even so, from a distance, it was enough to kill everyone in an instant.
Chapter completed!