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Chapter 257 I Just Said That Others Are Handsome, Is That Okay?I will be jealous don't you know?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Shen Zeyun let out a hearty (depressed) hearty (sick) (sick) Fang (crazy) laugh on the other end of the phone, completely ignoring Lan Zhengfeng's ruthless accusation against him.

"In this way, when Shen Du and Nan Song have a child in the future, it's okay to recognize you as a godfather?"

Lan Zhengfeng sneered: "In my opinion, you old fox just deliberately provoked me."

"However, you can consider being a grandfather. I'm a little interested."

Outside the door, Nan Song heard the conversation between the two clearly: "."

She always felt that if she continued to listen like this, her father and Director Lan would probably be able to talk forever, so she pinched her throat and pretended to cough twice.

Sure enough, the room became quieter, and then the sound of the phone hanging up was heard.

Nan Song pretended nothing happened and opened the door and entered the room. Lan Zhengfeng raised his eyes and looked at her in surprise, a little panic flashed in his eyes.

". Xiao Song? Why are you back?"

"I forgot my phone, come back and get it."

"Oh, that's right, okay."

Nan Song bent down to get the mobile phone on the table, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lan Zhengfeng taking a sip from his teacup, his slightly raised fingers showing a guilty conscience.

Nan Song suppressed a smile in his heart, and greeted him: "Director Lan, I'm really leaving this time, so you should hurry up and have dinner!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Lan Zhengfeng agreed.

Nan Song took two steps, then turned around and looked at him: "Thank you for bringing me and Shen Du to have this rare dinner, Dad will definitely thank you very much."

After saying this, Nan Song quickened his pace and quickly disappeared from the set.

Lan Zhengfeng looked at Nan Song's figure as fast as a whirlwind, and was stunned for two seconds before realizing the meaning of her words.

"."

Has been exposed, careless.
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When Nan Song walked to the side of the road with his mobile phone, he called Shen Du.

"Hey."

"I'm done here. Director Lan approved me to leave early, or you can send me a location and I'll take a taxi directly."

Shen Du replied on the other end of the phone: "Okay."

A few seconds later, Nansong received a location from Shen Du on WeChat, which was a French restaurant.

It's okay for a dog man, and he actually fell in her arms. Last night, she posted on Moments that she wanted to eat French food, and today she actually started asking her out.

She must have peeked at her circle of friends!definitely is!

The location of the restaurant is next to a city garden hotel in the lower city. At this point in time, there is a bit of a traffic jam along the way. It took 10 minutes for Nansong to arrive at the place to eat.

When he entered, Shen Du was already waiting at his seat.

He booked a seat next to the river this time, and after sitting down, he could enjoy the beautiful river view at night from the most suitable angle.

Velvet curtains, houndstooth tables and chairs, flowers and wine bottles, the light is excellent, it is completely the shooting scene of a French movie, Nan Song's eyes are attracted as soon as he enters the door.

Shen Du is usually busy like a dog, but he still knows such a stylish French restaurant?Why did you bring her here now?
It's really not enough brotherhood.

Nan Song sat down on the chair opposite Shen Du, and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

Shen Du paused while pouring the wine, raised his eyes to look at Nan Song, his eyes were indifferent: "Why are you so unfamiliar?"

"Ah?" Nan Song didn't respond.

Shen Du stared at her for a second, then parted his thin lips lightly and said, "It's okay, let's order."

"Ok."

The waiter standing next to him was even well dressed, bending slightly and respectfully handing over the menu.

Due to the angle, Nan Song's eyes swept across the waiter's face, and he was a little surprised in his eyes, with the standard French handsome appearance.

She turned her head to look at Shen Du, and said in a low voice: "Is even the waiter brother here French? He's quite handsome!"

Shen Du let out a breath, and closed the menu book in his hand with a "snap", his expression was a little speechless and impatient, and his eyes were a little dark when he looked at Nan Song.

"I came here today to talk about cooperation with someone. I cheated and cheated at the wine table all day. The nerve in my head is still tense and hurts. I just want to relax when I have dinner with you in the evening. It turns out that you are fine and came here specially. Are you looking for anger for me?"

In a high-end French restaurant, the waiters can understand Chinese, and the handsome French guy who was standing by the side waiting for two people to order suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

I don't know how the fire came to him.

Shen Du's tone of voice was a little heavy, Nan Song was taken aback for a moment.

"How can I find anger for you? I just said that others are handsome. Is that okay?"

"No, it's very important." Shen Du answered.

".Why is there such a thing?"

"I would be jealous, don't you know that?"

The air was quiet for a second.

After a while, Nan Song said thoughtfully: "I know, I know, but I didn't expect that you can't even accept this. I just said that others are handsome, and I won't ask for other people's phone numbers, let alone after that." Will there be any intersection with others, will you be a little too fussy?"

Shen Du looked at Nan Song quietly, and after a long silence, he just said: "You will understand later."

"Understand what?"

Shen Du didn't answer Nan Song's question, but turned to look at the waiter brother: "A serving of green bean risotto and baked snails with herbs."

"Okay sir, what does this lady need?"

The waiter saw the opportunity and passed the conversation to Nan Song, hoping that the conversation between the two of them would no longer revolve around him.

At this moment, Nan Song's stomach grunted twice in a timely manner. The hunger hit him in a second, and his attention was diverted in an instant, and he began to look at the menu seriously.

After turning two or three pages——

"I want a truffle mashed potato, and an Iberian low-temperature pork ribs, please help me with prune sauce."

Nan Song wrote it down on the ipad while talking to the waiter.

"Another pasta with mushroom cream."

"Henen summer lotus seed and water chestnut salad."

"Ok."

"Another panna cotta."

"Ok."

Nan Song glanced at the menu again, and said, "Well, that's all for now."

Sitting opposite, Shen Du rested his right hand on the armrest of the chair, and propped his left index finger on his temple, looking at Nan Song with a rather meaningful gaze.

Looking at it, I began to imagine that there were two little people talking to each other in my mind, the one in the suit was him, and the one in the skirt was Nan Song.

The little man in the suit opened his mouth first: Every time I invite you to dinner, you order a dish in a frenzied manner and are not polite. You eat my own and wear my own, but why are you so heartless?

Don't say gratitude, at least don't make me angry with just a few words, right?How handsome can other men be?
　Thank you for your red beans, recommended tickets, and monthly tickets!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)