After going back that day, Song Mi was always in a good mood. Even when doing trivial housework, she was humming a little tune. She kept thinking about those two words that Xi Ze said.

To him, she had a chance, and her heart felt so sweet that pink bubbles were about to pop out.

In the evening.

Jinglan walked into the house with two plastic bags in her hands. They were full of vegetables. Tomorrow is her day off. After coming out of Yunshuiwan, she went directly to the supermarket and carefully selected many dishes to prepare for tomorrow.

Song Mi eats.

Tomorrow is Song Mi's birthday.

When she entered, Jinglan found Song Mi hanging clothes on the small balcony of the living room, so she raised her voice and shouted with a smile, "Mi Mi, I'm coming back."

Song Mi put down the clothes rail and looked surprised, "Mom, why are you back? Are you on vacation tomorrow?"

"Specially adjusted to rest tomorrow."

Jinglan carried the vegetables to the refrigerator, opened the bag and put the vegetables inside, "Tomorrow is your birthday. Mom has never missed your birthday in a year, so she must go home."

Song Mi carried an empty basin into the living room, and also came to the refrigerator, chatting with Jinglan, "Mom, how is your working environment? Is the owner easy to get along with?"

Jinglan thought for a while and said, "The mistress has a bad temper, a very bad temper, and she is a two-faced person."

"Two-faced man"

"According to what I learned during my visit, the hostess is the stepmother of the young master of that family. She has two faces in front of others and behind the scenes. She smiles all over the face in front of the young master, but scolds her very viciously behind his back."

""

Song Mi was slightly shocked and said, "There are other things like this."

Jinglan put the fresh vegetables and meat into the cold storage of the refrigerator one by one, and then said, "But Mi Mi, that young master looks like a big star on TV, even better than a big star."

""

Song Mi never dared to compliment her mother's aesthetics, so she said, "It's an exaggeration."

Jinglan said firmly no.

Song Mi smiled and said nothing, thinking that no matter how handsome he was, how could he be so handsome? Can he talk about being the commander-in-chief?

That's definitely not the case.

After dinner, Song Mi played an Anti-Japanese War movie on her mobile phone for her grandma to watch. While her grandma was watching, she massaged her shoulders. At the same time, she smiled and whispered to her grandma, sharing little secrets.

"Grandma, I have someone I like now."

Grandma looked surprised and her kind face was full of smiles. She was not looking at the phone screen, but looked back at her, "Really?"

Song Mi pursed her lips and nodded with a smile.

Grandma asked again, "Which young man is so lucky?"

Song Mi thought about it seriously, and while rubbing her shoulders and neck, she said softly, "That's the good person who sent me home on a rainy day last time and gave me an umbrella."

""

Grandma laughed happily and said, "This is fate."

""

"When can I take it home and show it to grandma?"

It's still in the ambiguous stage, and she hasn't even written her horoscope yet. Song Mi suppressed a smile and said, "I will work hard, grandma."

After all, he said

She has a chance.

In fact, a birthday is just an ordinary day among the 365 days, no different from usual days.

Song Mi didn't have much expectations for this birthday.

In her opinion, it is a great thing not to worry too much about debt on her birthday this year.

Early in the morning, Song Mi chose a light white long-sleeved skirt from a simple fabric wardrobe. The waist-cinching design made her waist look slimmer. The neckline was designed with a drawstring V-neck, which was not revealing at all.

, but perfectly displays the delicate collarbone.

In the past, when I was working part-time, I had no chance to wear this skirt. It would cause inconvenience in movement and affect efficiency.

Jing Lan also got up early and was busy in the kitchen, preparing every dish that Song Mi liked to eat.

Been busy for four full hours.

At twelve o'clock at noon, the table was already full of dishes.

Just when the family was on the table and preparing to eat, Song Mi received a call from Tan Xize. She got up and left her seat and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

He doesn't seem to like using WeChat, and he always calls whenever he needs something.

"Hello, Mr. Tan." She answered.

"I'll ask Zhou Lang to pick you up." He said, "He has arrived outside your community. You go downstairs."

""

Song Mi turned around and glanced at the family members at the dining table, feeling a little confused, "I was just about to eat."

There was silence over there.

I don’t know what Nishizawa was doing. There was no movement at all. But after a while, the man’s low voice came through the receiver, “I’m waiting for you to eat.”

""

To be precise, this is part of the contract. Song Mi knows very well that as long as Tan Xi Ze needs her, she must appear immediately, no matter when or where.

Even if she is having an affair with him now, it does not mean that she can not fulfill the contract.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs right now."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mi went back to the room and picked up a small satchel. When he arrived in the living room, Jinglan saw that she was about to go out and quickly asked, "This girl is going to have dinner soon. Where are you going?"

Grandma also said, "Yes, let's eat before leaving."

Dad replied, "Yes, daughter."

"I have something to do temporarily."

Song Mi looked a little apologetic, "Mom, I'll come back tonight to eat your cooking."

After leaving the community, Song Mi immediately saw Zhou Lang standing next to the Bentley. He was smoking and looking down at his mobile phone, but he hadn't noticed her yet.

She walked over and called Assistant Zhou with a smile.

Zhou Lang came back to his senses, put away his cell phone, stamped out the cigarette butts under his feet, and smiled back, "Let's go, Miss Song."

Half an hour later.

The black Bentley was parked in front of a club called Crown Crown, which is also owned by Yingda. It has the largest golf course in Ducheng, with a standard 18 holes and covers an area of ​​160 hectares.

After getting off the car, Zhou Lang handed the car keys to the parking staff and took Song Mi inside.

There is a membership system here, and non-gold card members are not allowed to enter.

Zhou Lang was a close friend of Tan Xize, and the security guards all recognized him, so when he took Song Mi in, no one asked him a question.

The lobby of the club is extremely splendid, the air is filled with a fragrance that Song Mi cannot name, and the porcelain white marble floor is so clean that people's shadows can be reflected in it.

Song Mi was led all the way to the third floor.

Club restaurant.

What was very strange was that even though it was lunch time, there were no people in the huge restaurant, with only a few waiters walking around.

Song Mi didn't know that this was the effect of clearing the place.

At first glance, there were only empty burgundy tables and chairs arranged neatly.

On the table, there are roses folded from napkins.

Talking about Nishizawa sitting in the corner of the restaurant, she found that he always liked to sit in the corner.

She walked over.

Today, Tan Nishizawa is still as handsome as ever, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a face with good skin and bones. There is an unknowing charm between his cold brows and eyes, which makes people want to look at him more.

When she approached, Tan Xize raised his eyes and looked over, stretched out his hand and said, "Sit."

Song Mi noticed that the dishes were on the table and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Tan Xize smiled lightly and said it was okay.

The dishes on the table are all Chinese food, including ten dishes and one soup, squirrel mandarin fish, braised lion head, Buddha jumping over the wall, Dongpo pork, etc. Every menu item can be included in a state banquet.

And it is not difficult to see that the chefs who prepare the dishes are not simple, and the presentation alone is amazing.

Song Mi smoothed the fabric on his back with his hands and sat down.

Tan Xize said to her, "Eat whatever you want."

She glanced at the dishes and said angrily, "This is really not casual."

The man smiled lightly and said nothing.
To be continued...