The manager and the waiter came in and served the dishes with smiles on their faces.
Su Xue: Sure enough, the scene when rich people appear is different. The manager even comes in person. Usually when he comes to see the manager for something, he has to make a presence known and come over slowly.
Then ask formulaically, what happened?
Halfway through the dishes, the manager was signaled by Han Yue's eyes to leave.
Su Xue was so hungry that she unceremoniously picked up her chopsticks and took a bite of the food. Her taste buds were shocked and she felt that the taste was very familiar. Why... She spoke her thoughts without any concealment, "Yao Yao, you
Try this dish quickly, it tastes almost the same as the one you make."
Tang Junyao dubiously picked up the dish that Su Xue had put on her chest, and paused with her hand holding the chopsticks. It was really not the same, but exactly the same.
But after a while, she didn't find anything strange. Her cooking skills were taught by the maid's aunt, and some were taught by her grandfather, and her mother also did the same. Maybe the chef and her aunt were from the same hometown.
It’s not just one or two people who can do it!
Dishes cooked in the same place taste the same and use the same spices.
Su Xue wanted to confirm her thoughts. She was eager for answers and kept staring at her "Is it the same?"
Tang Junyao didn't hide it either, "Well, the same spice is used."
Ji Hancheng picked up the chopsticks in front of him with his slender fingers, put a little into the bowl, and tasted it.
He had eaten a home-cooked meal by Tang Junyao, which was very appetizing, so the memory was still fresh in his mind.
It is indeed exactly the same, but I still feel that her fever is more appetizing.
Putting down his chopsticks, he turned to Han Yue and asked, "The chef in Tihao has changed."
He remembered that the previous chef did not have this taste, but was more focused on it.
Han Yue felt in his heart that this man was really chewy, so he knew that the chef had changed for this dish. "No, the original chef is here. The new chef is cooking this dish today, let you taste it."
Su Xue understood this and exclaimed, "You drove Tihao." The decibel level suddenly increased a few points.
The Tihao Hotel is the most luxurious in the Imperial Capital, with the most avant-garde decoration and design styles, and even the chefs are well-known at home and abroad.
You must make a reservation in advance to stay and eat here.
It's just that the legendary boss never shows up, and many people say he is an old man.
Then, the boss actually sat across from me?
Han Yue didn't think there was anything wrong and said lazily, "This is also Mr. Ji's hotel, I'm just a small shareholder."
Lu Jinnan didn't like hearing this anymore and looked down upon him, "You're a minority shareholder even with 40% of your shares."
This hotel is Ji Hancheng's personal property, and Ji's family has not spent a penny on it.
Privately, the assets he cooperated with Han Yue were not limited to this one.
Tang Junyao's mentality was very calm. She was not as surprised as Su Xue, but felt normal.
Besides, it has nothing to do with her!
Ji Hancheng's eyes glanced at her from time to time.
Tang Junyao's indifferent attitude made him feel uncomfortable, and there was a certain congestion in his chest.
Su Xue said quickly, "Young Master Ji, you are really awesome. Our Yaoyao is a billionaire wife."
Tang Junyao gave her a stopping look, "I can't even shut your mouth with food."
Su Xue giggled happily.
During the whole meal, Tang Junyao ate in silence. In fact, she was really hungry and had consumed so much energy.
You have to replace the calories no matter what.
Ji Hancheng did not pay attention to Su Xue's words. Instead, his deep eyes turned to the woman who was eating quietly beside him from time to time.
Dinner is over
Tang Junyao did not ask her best friend to send her home. Everyone present knew that she and Ji Hancheng lived under the same roof. If she asked Su Xue to send her home at this time, it would undoubtedly cost her three hundred taels.
The man in the car stared sideways at the woman who had been silently looking at the retreating scenery outside the window with unknown meaning. He lightly opened his thin lips and asked, "Where is the servant who taught you how to cook from?"
He was always very perceptive and asked Han Yue about the hometown of Dihao chef before getting in the car.
Han Yue: "He is from City A. What are you suspicious of? If you have any questions, I will help you."
Ji Hancheng "No need for now, tell me if you need it"
This is a brief conversation between the two of them
There was surprise and suspicion in her eyes, why did this person suddenly turn around and care about her so much? "The servant aunt is a native of the Imperial City. She has taken care of my grandparents since she was young. What's the problem?"
Silence as always.
Tang Junyao: I'm sick. I answered and ignored people. If I don't pretend to be cold, I will die.
Xu Mingkai is worried about his boss in front of him. If you chat like this, you will kill yourself.
After arriving at the Royal Garden
The two of them were like strangers, each going back to his room to wash up, which made her feel that the relaxation of their relationship in the past two days was an illusion.
Maybe this person is just so unpredictable. He won't mock you when he's in a good mood, but he'll mock you when he's in a bad mood.
After taking a shower, she stood in front of the mirror and changed into pajamas. Sure enough, she found that her chest was red, bruised, and a little painful.
With her slender white hands, she untied the clothes on her chest, ready to check if there were any other injuries. As expected, her arms also had bruises.
But after venting, I felt really comfortable, I was sweating profusely, and the recent depression was gone. But the result was injuries all over my body, and this man was really strong.
She went straight to the bedside table to look for spray, but found that there was nothing. She had forgotten it in Tang House.
What should I do? If I don’t rub it open at night, it will become more green and painful tomorrow.
I've taken a shower now, it's raining heavily outside, we can't order takeout nearby, and we don't have any medicine.
While I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
She immediately recovered and buttoned up her pajamas, straightened her pajamas, and opened the door. What she saw was Ji Hancheng in dark blue pajamas, with a bottle of ointment and spray in his hand.
So are you here to deliver medicine to yourself?
A stream of fragrance from the girl's body went straight into his nostrils and into his mind. He absently looked at her neck, which became even more charming after washing, and her soft red lips.
Tang Junyao noticed his strange gaze, unnaturally closed her already intact pajamas, and said embarrassedly, "Young Master Ji...are you okay?"
The soft voice brought him back to reality, and he handed her the medicine pretending to be calm, "This medicine is for you, I gave it to you anyway."
She stretched out her petite and slender hand to take the medicine. At the moment of handing over, her fingertips touched, causing a tremor, and her whole body was numb, all the way to her feet.
She quickly took it and prepared to close the door, "Thank you, Mr. Ji, good night."
Just as the door was about to close, his slippers got stuck in the crack of the door, and he looked at her with an unclear look, "Ms. Tang, I just finished delivering the medicine and went to work without even asking about my injuries."
Her movements were stiff and she doubtfully guessed, "You won't let me check your body, right?"
Ji Hancheng said matter-of-factly, "Isn't your profession a doctor? Checking for trauma should be a piece of cake for you."
He has moved out the profession of doctor, who saves lives and heals the wounded. If he is not allowed to come in, he will have no professional qualities, and he will definitely slander himself next.
Anticipating what would happen next, she reluctantly compromised and allowed him to enter the house.
First time in her room
It's very simple and cool. The four-piece quilt set is not girly pink, but navy blue with stripes. This is similar to his preference. If he wants to change the quilt cover to pink, easy or cartoon in the future, he will also be affected by it.
No.
He was like a leader who came to inspect, inspected every corner, and then sat by her bed minding his own business.