Admit it, you're heartbroken

Chapter 59 He is definitely not a serious rich second generation
On Saturday, Zheng Ziyue woke up naturally after sleeping until ten o'clock in the morning.

The house is quiet, no accident, dad went to the company to work overtime again, right?

Woke up and tidied up, drinking a bottle of milk and standing on the balcony, looking at the empty house.

Zheng Ziyue pondered in her heart, should she persuade her father to change jobs?
What kind of sweat network company works overtime every Saturday?

Since I can remember, my dad has often worked overtime, and his cervical spine and shoulders have also suffered from problems due to sitting in front of the computer for a long time. If this continues, his health will be worrying!
【Xiaoxiang】: I will pick you up in half an hour.

The phone vibrated twice on the table, Zheng Ziyue picked it up and glanced at the message, then turned back to the bedroom and stood in front of the closet.

Although she was going to meet her best friend, she was still a little nervous.

Anyway, to screw up this meeting, why not dress casually?It's okay to seem to not take the other party so seriously, right?

Thinking about it, Zheng Ziyue took out a pair of beige sweatpants and a casual fleece sweater of the same color from the closet.

A big cinnamon dog pattern is shown behind the sweater, and the ears are three-dimensional design, flickering, indescribably playful and cute.

After changing his clothes, he casually tied a ball head.

Zheng Ziyue looked at herself in the mirror, dressed in a casual style, full of youthful laziness.

There is nothing wrong with this outfit, but it seems very inappropriate to go to an occasion like Baiyan Qinghua to meet important people.

Looking at the empty bridge of the nose, Zheng Ziyue thought in her heart, it would be more perfect if her glasses were on!

It was almost packed, Tang Xiaoxiang's WeChat account also arrived, and Zheng Ziyue walked out with the Kodak Duck backpack that was specially picked out.

At the gate, Tang Xiaoxiang was standing beside the car thoughtfully, wearing a white tight skirt and a milk tea-colored windbreaker, which was much softer than the previous fashionable and flamboyant attire.

"Are you planning to go on a date after meeting?" Zheng Ziyue walked over and raised her head slightly.

Tang Xiaoxiang was already tall, with a full 1.7 meters. She was still wearing high heels today, which made Zheng Ziyue look even smaller.

"Did you find out?" Looking down at her good friend, Tang Xiaoxiang raised her red lips, nodded her chin to the passenger seat, and turned around to get into the car.

"Afraid of traffic jams on the road, let's get there a little earlier." Tang Xiaoxiang fastened her seat belt to prevent her best friend from getting carsick again.

Zheng Ziyue nodded, took out her mobile phone and posted a tidbit of a handsome doctor supervising koalas eating on her blog, and then began to make a draft in her mind.

I don't know what the other person looks like, what is his personality?

What should I say to the other party after meeting for a while?
We have to make a quick decision, so that we can spare time to visit Zhou Yixu in the afternoon. He was on the night shift yesterday and he will definitely rest today!

Baiyan Qinghua is a well-known high-end private kitchen in Shangyang City. It is located in the northwest corner of the city. To get there from Zheng Ziyue's house, you have to cross more than half of the city.

After driving for nearly fifty minutes, Zheng Ziyue almost fell asleep, and the pink BMW finally arrived in front of a very quiet courtyard.

After parking the car in the parking lot next to it, the two of them walked to the gate of the courtyard.

The gray-blue wall on the side, which was invisible in sight, was covered with a layer of smoky blue bricks and tiles, which had a taste of northern architecture.

Around the wall, there are large areas of locust trees, but they are a little yellowed in this season, and they sway in the cool wind to create a majestic artistic conception.

In the middle of the wall, there are two black wooden doors that seem to be about two meters high.

There is a plaque hanging on the wooden door, on which the words "Baiyan blue and white" are written in wild cursive.

Zheng Ziyue blinked as she looked at the building in front of her that seemed to be incompatible with the entire Shangyang City.

I read a lot of news about Baiyan Qinghua on the Internet before, and they all said that the owner of this restaurant is from the north. In order to create a high-end private kitchen brand, this courtyard house was specially built in an enclosed area.

When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary. Different from the lightness and elegance of Jiangnan buildings, this courtyard is thicker in terms of color matching.

Tang Xiaoxiang walked to the black wooden door and shook the brass bell hanging from the corner of the door.

Two minutes later, a middle-aged man in a blue gown opened the door. After checking the reserved information, he led the two of them in.

When his eyes passed by Zheng Ziyue, he looked at her clothes and felt a little strange in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

After entering, the view is wider and the courtyard is very large.

Zheng Ziyue followed the pace of the two of them, shuttled in the courtyard, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed, as if she was in the north during the Republic of China for a moment.

"Jing Ya Pavilion is here." The man in the green shirt led the two of them to a small room on the left.

Open the door and enter, the room is spacious and bright, and the furnishings in the room are all black wooden furniture, full of texture, neat and elegant without losing style.

On the low table under the window sill, a burner of incense was still burning.

Zheng Ziyue didn't know fragrance, but it smelled very good, which made people feel happy.

Behind the screen, the faint sound of Guzheng could be heard faintly.

The man in the green shirt gave a few instructions and then gently closed the door and left.

"As expected of the most upscale private chef in Shangyang City."

Zheng Ziyue couldn't help sighing with her best friend, then thought for a while and said, "Uncle Tang and Zhou Nan chose this place, which shows that they attach great importance to your meeting."

"Can it really be easily lifted?"

She was a little worried about her best friend.

As the daughter of the Tang family, Tang Xiaoxiang really came here for the first time. Looking at the surrounding environment, he also thought of Zheng Ziyue in his heart.

The expression on his face was not as relaxed as when he came here, "I don't know, but if both parties have no intention, they can't force us to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, right?"

Then he took out his phone and checked the time. It was [-]:[-], and the other party was probably coming soon, Tang Xiaoxiang reminded him again.

"The location my friend booked for me is right next to it. Just ring the phone if anything happens, and I'll come right away!"

Zheng Ziyue nodded, "Don't worry."

Tang Xiaoxiang chatted with her a few more words before leaving Jingya Pavilion and walking to Wangshu Pavilion next to her.

Just as he was about to push the door open, he caught a tall and straight black figure from the corner of his eye, which seemed familiar, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Huh? I'm dazzled?"

Tang Xiaoxiang's hand that pushed the door stopped, and was about to take a closer look, when the black figure folded and disappeared around the corner.

"How do you feel, that person looks a bit like Zhou Yixu?"

Similar, but not sure.

After all, Tang Xiaoxiang had met him a few times in total, so he couldn't be said to be familiar with him, but he was too similar...

"Forget it, let's ask Xiao Yunzi after this matter is over."

Tang Xiaoxiang shook his head and walked into Wangshu Pavilion, always worried about the situation of his best friend.

But she opened the window and looked, and the window was blocked by two big locust trees, which cleverly blocked the door of the next room.

No matter which angle you look at, you can't see who will go in.

I have to say that high-end private kitchens are expensive for a reason.

Bored, Zheng Ziyue sat at the table and waited, watching the waiter wearing a light-colored cheongsam refill the tea twice, secretly imagining each other's appearance in her mind.

The son of a real estate tycoon, or a business elite, the legendary boss?Or a smiling tiger with an EQ of 1.8 meters?

But the other party's name is unknown, could it be that he is a prodigal son who can't make a move?

In seconds, all kinds of possibilities have gone through her mind.

Looking at the time, it was already the agreed twelve o'clock, but there was still no sign of the other party.

Zheng Ziyue patted the table, "He is definitely not a serious rich second generation! So unpunctual!"

I also want to go and play with Zhou Yixu as soon as possible!

Just when the time came to [-]:[-], when Zheng Ziyue couldn't bear it anymore and was about to complain with her best friend, the door opened.

A carefree and slightly familiar voice sounded from the door.

"Hello girl, you're late!"

　Is there really no one watching?Sigh, Renew Momentum - 999
　　
　
(End of this chapter)