The atmosphere in the dining room was heated up. In just a quarter of an hour, more than a dozen restaurants and hotels opened their doors at 4S and said they wanted to put up signs.
Shen Jiayao came back at this time, holding hands with Shen Nianxi. When he first stepped in, he was still a little confused and his eyes were confused.
The man's suit is well-tailored and is an Italian handmade brand. It is low-key and luxurious. The thin fabric sticks to his body and outlines his perfect figure. It is strong and sexy, but also has a somewhat ascetic atmosphere.
The dim yellow light in the restaurant shone on his face, outlining his facial features at random heights and making him look peerless, like a celestial being.
He didn't say a word. As soon as he walked into the dining room, he instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.
Those who had just been so excited that they wanted to put up the sign, when they saw Shen Jiayao, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured down on them. Their whole bodies were so cold that their buttocks trembled.
They actually forgot that the woman in front of them was brought by Shen Jiayao.
Thinking of Shen Jiayao, some timid diners have turned pale and regretted their talk.
Others think there is no need to worry. The one named Lu Xixin is just a mistress who knows nothing and has low taste. As long as they reveal her true identity to Shen Jiayao, Mr. Shen will naturally be disgusted with her.
Someone soon said, "Mr. Shen, who did you bring? He doesn't even understand Chuan Qiong Tang. It's so embarrassing."
Then she described the previous scene to him in a flurry of words, constantly belittling Lu Xixin and calling her a despicable villain.
Shen Jiayao's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were dark and hard to distinguish, as if he was suppressing a huge wave, with an icy air lingering around him, as if he was about to swallow up the people around him in an instant.
Already smart enough to sense Shen Jiayao's emotions, he didn't bother to pick up his coat and ran out directly, fearing to offend Shen Jiayao and be swallowed up by his anger.
And Shen Jiayao was indeed on the verge of rage, with a sharp look on his face.
Just when he was about to explode, Lu Xixin took his hand and pulled him to his seat: "Sit down, why are you standing?"
Shen Jiayao turned to look at her, and his expression instantly turned gentle.
Huang Xinyan, who witnessed all this, had dark eyes and tapped her fingertips on the table twice to attract Shen Jiayao's attention: "Jiayao, how come your taste has become so bad? You dare to get along with me regardless of the smell or smell. "
She meant something.
Hearing the meaning of Huang Xinyan's words, Shen Jiayao frowned and said with a steady expression: "Xinyan, my patience has its limits, don't challenge my patience."
A flash of surprise flashed in Huang Xinyan's eyes, and then her whole body temperament changed, from the previous arrogance and self-confidence to a dejection, with a hint of self-deprecation:
"Jia Yao, we have known each other for almost ten years. You don't even have to ask me a question. Are you going to sentence me to death?"
She lowered her eyes, with a trace of sobs in her eyes: "You should know how much I care about cooking. She humiliated me today. I was just protecting my self-esteem. If you want to threaten me, it doesn't matter. Even if I am wrong, just Let her say it."
After saying that, he took a deep look at Shen Jiayao, turned around and left alone.
There was a hint of vulnerability and helplessness in his back.