Outside the window, the last ray of afterglow in the sky dissipated, the lights in the city were just on the rise, and the night of early winter always fell very quickly.
The entire curved glass window is clean and bright, and it is not reflective at all. Standing in front of the window, you can directly embrace the prosperous night view.
Tingyun arrived early, this is etiquette.
He left all the work behind and handed over to Xiwen to handle it. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. He guessed that Jia Ning and his daughter were almost here.
Somehow, Tingyun was a little nervous because he was Jian Jianing's mother after all.
He is cautious.
Thinking of this little girl Mu Jianing, many scenes were screened like videos in my mind. I had a blind date for the first time and later met in the UK until she pulled Jing Yao to him...
I've been with her for so long without realizing it.
She was straightforward and straightforward, and her every frown and smile, and her every word and action left an extraordinary impression in Tingyun's heart.
The reason why he was able to agree to play her boyfriend and help her block the blind date is because Tingyun doesn't hate her.
"Mr. Ting, can you serve the food?" the waiter at the door asked remindedly.
Tingyun came back to his senses, raised his wrist and looked at Time, then turned his eyes to her, "It's OK."
"Okay, Mr. Ting." One of the waitresses smiled and nodded, and walked away.
After a while, the taxi stopped downstairs and the driver reminded the girl in the back seat to arrive. Only then did Mu Jianing come to her senses, "Oh, OK." She got off the bus after paying the fare.
Tingyun said on WeChat that it was the 58th floor. She looked up at the tall building in front of her, walked into the mall hall on the first floor in depressed mood, and took the elevator upstairs.
She was the only one in the elevator, and Mu Jianing was obviously not in a good mood and was very heavy.
Because she smelled the tranquility on the eve of the storm.
He pursed his lips and thought to himself, what should I explain when I meet Tingyun later?
This was a dinner he had carefully arranged in his busy schedule. He was helping her, but his mother did not come.
In the private room next to the window on the 58th floor, Tingyun stood in front of the window with his hands in his arms. His figure was straight, and his ink-colored eyes were shining with a glimmer of light, noble and lonely.
When he heard the footsteps, he turned his eyes.
"Hello, Miss, please come inside." The waiter at the door saluted respectfully.
Mu Jianing entered his sight, and there was no one else behind her.
After she came in, she found that the dishes had been served, more than a dozen dishes were carefully prepared at first glance, and the dishes were filled with fragrance in the air.
She was very moved and sorry, and her expression on her face was a little complicated.
Mother Mu did not come, Tingyun was not confused, but waved to the waiters at the door.
The waiters knew, saluted respectfully, and left, and closed the door considerately.
Jia Ning stood not far away. She felt aggrieved and wanted to say to him, but she found that she had no identity and didn't know where to start. "I'm sorry, I'll make you prepare for nothing..."
Tingyun saw her eyes sore and took a step towards her, standing in front of her, "What happened?"
His gentle voice was like a spring breeze, more concerned than curiosity.
The girl raised her eyes and resisted her grievance and explained to him, "My mother was going to come, but..."
She didn't know what to say, but adult affairs were complicated.
He just sighed, "Tingyun, I didn't lie. It's not that I asked you to have an appointment, it's my mother."
Of course he believed her words, and when she answered her mother's call, she was still sitting in his car.
"What happened?" Tingyun was not busy at all and asked patiently, "I'll see how to solve it?"
Mu Jianing raised her eyes and saw sincerity in his ink-colored eyes.
She thought about it before she told him the whole story, including the content of her father's phone call.
"My dad said Uncle Ding called him, and now both elders think we are together."
After saying that, she raised her eyes and looked sorry, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to cause trouble to you. I will go back and explain it to my parents clearly."
"What then?" Tingyun asked very directly, "Your mother was dragged to a blind date with Huo Junyue? Are you a victim of the war for your parents?"