About 20 minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Tihao. Tang Junyao parked the car and got out of the car.
Butler Ji was very fast. He came to the car door first and said politely to her: "Young lady, I'll do it."
Tang Junyao was a little tired of retorting. He sighed and explained again, "Uncle Ji, please call me Tang Junyao. I will..."
The car door has been opened. Mr. Ji got out of the car with a cane and immediately criticized Butler Ji, "What do you call young lady? Does that brat have such a blessing? This girl is my granddaughter, and she will be called the eldest lady from now on. It just so happens that our Ji family does not have a granddaughter."
Tang Junyao: "..." Actually, you can call me by name.
According to her seniority, does she have to call Ji Hancheng brother?
Walking into Ti Hao, the manager came out with a smile. He behaved very badly, and even in the private room, Tang Junyao didn't hesitate. This was the Ji family's territory. Wherever she was needed to help, she followed him on the elevator.
Entering the private room, the manager immediately brought over a children's chair, and his eyes wandered over Tang Junyao from time to time. She remembered that she had seen this girl two years ago, when she had dinner with Master Ji.
Noticing the scrutinizing eyes, she chose to ignore it. How could she not be noticed when dining with a family like the Ji family? She was mentally prepared for this. It could be said that she had been prepared for this when she agreed to come to Tihao.
After sitting down, Tang Junyao put on a disposable bib for Little Youzi, who sat between Mr. Ji and her.
She took the menu and put it on the turntable, then turned to the old man with a normal expression, "Grandpa, you order, and I'll treat you as promised. It must be in line with your taste."
The old man was not polite, stretched out his wrinkled hand, took the menu, and ordered it in a short while, then put the order on the turntable, smiled kindly, "You can order a few more of your favorite foods."
Taking the menu, I found that Grandpa Ji didn't order much, and he didn't ask any questions. The old man shouldn't eat much at night, especially overeating.
While ordering, Little Yuzi said in a sweet voice, "Mommy, cake."
This was the first time I heard the little guy talking all afternoon, but the old man was very happy. Even if Tang Junyao didn't want to, the old man had to order it, so he started talking to the child. Little Youzi remained aloof all afternoon, stunned.
Not a word was said.
Before Tang Junyao could say anything, the old man had already happily ordered Butler Ji, "Let the kitchen bring up all the delicious cakes for my Lele to choose."
Tang Junyao once again experienced the shocking power of pampering across generations. She thought that ordering just one cake would be enough, but it turned out to be all the cakes and she could choose at will. It was true that poverty limited the way rich people could pamper their next generation.
Forget it, just think it’s Xiao Yuzi’s birthday today.
After a while, all the dishes were served. No need to ask, those who were cooked so quickly must have been given priority. This made Tang Junyao realize that the Ji family always liked their faces wherever they went, but there were not as many dishes as there were cakes...
...The scene is a little short of words.
The meal turned into a birthday party, with a table full of cakes.
Mr. Ji slowly pushed the turntable in front of Little Yuzi and asked flatteringly: "Lele, which flavor do you want to eat? Grandpa will help you get it."
Little Yuzi's eyes lit up when she saw the cake, and her mouth watered, "Chocolate."
After receiving Little Yuzi's answer, Mr. Ji felt so happy. He stretched out his hand and put the chocolate on Little Yuzi's plate, "Here comes the chocolate. After you finish eating, tell Grandpa."
Tang Junyao couldn't bear to interrupt this loving scene and taught her child in a low voice, "Lele, what should you say when your great-grandpa gives you a cake."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
"Hey, okay, okay." He turned to Butler Ji and said, "Did you see, did you see that my great-grandson called me, hahahaha."
Mr. Ji always had a smile on his face because of his saying "grandpa".
Butler Ji and Sister-in-law Ji were deeply moved when they saw the harmonious scene.
While the private room was filled with laughter and laughter, someone unexpectedly broke in. A well-dressed and handsome man opened the door and walked into the private room with his long legs. Who else could it be if he wasn't Ji Hancheng.
He pulled his tie and sat next to Tang Junyao naturally. Both of them were in black suits, but hers was more casual and his was more formal, which gave the illusion of a couple's outfits. Originally, Ji Hancheng wanted to take off his suit, but he found this woman
I'm also wearing a black suit and don't want to take it off.
Instead, he folded his suit and quietly pulled the stool closer. All he could see were cakes, which made him frown. Then he looked at the little guy's face full of chocolate, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Tang Junyao raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Hancheng, but she happened to bump into his dark and deep eyes. The two looked at each other. Looking at this face, she couldn't help but think of Ji Hancheng in women's clothing. She quickly looked away and lowered her eyes.
Smirking, he picked up a piece of cake, took a spoonful of it and stuffed it into his mouth to hide his smile.
Let me ask how much of the shadow Ji Hancheng's women's clothing casts on her. When she sees this man's face, the first thing that pops up in her mind is how he looks in women's clothing. She can also think about it, such as the scene where he dances classical dance in women's clothing. She is instantly attracted by it.
I'm choking, this scene.........
Mr. Ji was just trying to win over his grandson when Tang Junyao's cough interrupted him.
Ji Hancheng hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over, and even took out a tissue and gave it to her. He frowned and looked at her. He couldn't help but choke on the cake. "No one is going to fight with you. The whole table is yours."
Tang Junyao was speechless. Is it because of this that she was choked? Is it because you are wearing women's clothes?
The old man saw his grandson's actions just now, and his dislike was lessened. When Sister-in-law Ji and the others saw the young master coming, they wisely exited the private room.
The old man asked his grandson, "You are good at catching up on the meal." Tang Junyao was quietly helping his son pick fish and meat.
The man didn't feel embarrassed at all. He glanced at the woman next to him from time to time. This was the first time he saw her taking care of a child. She was very careful and patient. It would be great if she could be so careful with him. He was a little envious of this little guy.
This woman even wore makeup today, and her whole body was carefully dressed up. She had to admit that she was very charming.
Mr. Ji kept looking at his grandson and nodded with a smile, but his smile was a bit meaningful and sarcastic. He was watching the show and said, "Come here and be a mute."
"I'm afraid that if I talk too much, I'll make more mistakes. I'd rather talk less and do more."
"It's not bad, it's not hopeless." The old man continued to eat, his eyes secretly observing their actions.
The girl has to save some face for this brat.
Ji Hancheng turned the fish on the turntable in front of him and took it down directly. Then he rolled up his sleeves and took an empty plate. He followed her example and carefully picked at the fish. In a short while, he had finished picking out all the fish, including a small half.
The bowl of fish was naturally placed in front of her.
She was a little embarrassed. She looked at the fish in the bowl and then at the plate with only one fish bone left. This fish seemed to be ordered by Grandpa Ji, but she still said politely: "Thank you." Then she checked it again carefully.
Are there any missing thorns in the bowl?
A cold voice came from above the head, "There is no thorn anymore, no need to check, I am not short-sighted."
Mr. Ji glared at his grandson, "If you can't speak, just shut up and eat."
Little Yuzi ate a little slowly and was a bit picky about food. Tang Junyao didn't eat anything the whole time and was taking care of the child. Suddenly a plate of shrimps was pushed in front of her.
Mr. Ji has a small appetite and has almost eaten. Seeing that his grandson has become more enlightened, he is preparing to evacuate, "Girl, grandpa is a little tired because of his age. I will go back first. When you are free, you can bring Lele to play with me."
"
When she heard that Grandpa Ji was leaving, she hurriedly said, "Okay, Grandpa Ji, if you want to have fun, call me."
Ji Hancheng: She is polite and courteous to everyone, but not to him. She has a bit of a sour taste.
"Okay." Mr. Ji took out a gift and a card from his pocket, "This is a gift from me, the great-grandfather. It's not for you, it's for Lele. You can't refuse. You can keep it for him first, and later
Be a wife."
Tang Junyao laughed, "Grandpa Ji, isn't it too early? I'll accept the gift for Lele. You'd better take this card back. I have money."
She is really rich. Down syndrome has made good profits in the past few years, and her uncle always adds pocket money to her card. She is really not short of money, but she has always been restrained by her grandfather from spending too much money, so she has become a habit.
Naturally, she never buys anything she shouldn't.
In addition, she has no pursuit of luxury goods, as long as the clothes are comfortable and clean.
How could Mr. Ji agree? "Keep it." As a result, Tang Junyao was still a little embarrassed to take it.
While she was hesitating, a pair of hands took Grandpa Ji's card directly, and said matter-of-factly: "Thank you, Grandpa. I'll thank you on behalf of my son."
Mr. Ji snorted and looked at his grandson's coquettish expression, "It's not for you, don't even think about it."
He turned around and walked out of the box with a cane.
Tang Junyao looked at the old man's back a little absent-mindedly.