After being forced to marry as a surrogate, she amazed the world with her small milk bag

He Group.

He Jingyao stopped there for a few days, and finally found no fault with Shen Zhiyi.

The work on the resort island is also proceeding in an orderly manner. The new designer is very capable. It took only a few days to understand the original hotel design plan, and then continue the original design concept and style, and then transform and optimize it.

The final plan was finalized within two days, and then the work started.

The on-site workers, construction workers, and the person in charge are all from Shen's side, and He's also sent someone to coordinate and personally supervise.

Shen Zhiyi would drive to the construction site to inspect every now and then. The opportunity to cooperate with He's again was hard-won. She had to work hard and make no mistakes.

Therefore, the big meal she promised He Qingyan has never been implemented.

Finally one day, He Qingyan blocked her in front of the office building of the He Group.

Shen Zhiyi couldn't run away now, so he had to keep his promise.

However, she was greatly surprised by his behavior. He is He Qingyan, with a thin skin, a restrained personality, and a dull personality.

To block her at the door of the company for a meal?
The two got into He Qingyan's car together, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes stepped down the steps at the door of the office building.

The man stared at the direction in which the car was leaving, and did not pull back for a long time. His hands in his trouser pockets gradually tightened, and his dark eyes were full of unpredictable emotions.

After all, they still got mixed up with He Qingyan, heh!This woman is too casual.

At this moment, Ah Shen drove the silver Bentley to a slow stop.

The man bent down and got into the car, "Follow the black off-road vehicle in front!"

Ah Shen looked at him hesitantly in the rearview mirror, he recognized that it was He Qingyan's car, but what was his husband following He Qingyan for?
He didn't dare to ask, and he didn't dare to express his opinion. He put the gear on, and the car drove away quickly.

Shen Zhiyi loves to eat hot pot. Anyway, He Qingyan let her make the decision, and didn't pretend to be with him, so he asked for an extra spicy hot pot.

Looking at the billowing red oil and thick white smoke, Shen Zhiyi caught a trace of sadness on He Qingyan's motionless face for the first time.

She suppressed her laughter and tried to give him a step up, "We are all old acquaintances, if you can't eat spicy food, don't force it, don't worry, I won't laugh at you!"

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand, "Waiter, let's change the mandarin duck here..."

He Qingyan pressed her arm down, "Do you like spicy food?"

"Must!"

"Then I can do it too!"

Shen Zhiyi: "..." What kind of logic is this?

Anyway, she gave me the steps, but he didn't go down, and he would be hot for a while, so I can't blame her.

Shen Zhiyi is very familiar with this place, ordering without a menu, he ordered a whole table in one go.

Seeing these red, willow and green things that he had never seen before, He Qingyan frowned again.

He coughed lightly, "The two of us, are you sure we can finish eating?"

"Pick it up if you can't finish it. It's hard to invite you back to dinner. It seems that I'm too picky if you order less!"

I don't know if this sentence hit the laughing point of the man opposite, he couldn't help laughing, causing his chest to vibrate.

Shen Zhiyi didn't know about others, but she felt that He Qingyan looked pretty when he smiled.

Contrary to his usually taciturn and cold, he has the temperament of a big boy next door when he smiles.

In order to be more down-to-earth, Shen Zhiyi ordered another dozen cold beers and skewers.

Just about to start eating, a figure suddenly broke into Shen Zhiyi's peripheral vision.

She raised her head, and the first bite of the beef roll almost didn't fall out of her mouth.

"He... Mr. He?"

Now it's all right, with one mouth to speak, the beef roll really fell off.

Shen Zhiyi has never been a reckless person, this made it very embarrassing and affected his image.

The air stood still for a moment.

Just when Shen Zhiyi didn't know how to get off the stage, two hands holding tissues were stretched out in front of her at the same time.

"Wipe it!"

"Wipe it!"

The two men looked at each other.

Undercurrents are surging, and storms are everywhere, but the strange thing is that the surface is peaceful and indifferent, like two brothers.

Shen Zhiyi looked at this and that, but in the end no one answered and took a new wipe by herself.

"Brother is so elegant, you actually came to this kind of private shop to taste it. I don't know, I thought you came here with us on purpose."

He Qingyan sipped his beer leisurely, talking and laughing, as if hitting the nail on the head.

He Jingyao leaned back, folded his arms around his shoulders, and firmly caught He Qingyan's gaze with his ink-stained eyes, "Ah Yan, what you said, I seem to be the only one who can't come to this store. In public, no one has a chance to have rights, right?"

He Qingyan pursed his lips slightly, "Brother is talking about it, but...Brother is used to eating at Michelin-starred hotels, so how can he taste the taste of this kind of private restaurant? With all due respect, it may not be suitable for you !"

He Jingyao leaned forward and stared at him with a half-smile, "How can you be sure that I won't be able to eat it? I really can!"

Shen Zhiyi glanced at He Jingyao for a while, and then at He Qingyan for a while, always feeling that the two brothers were playing charades, and she couldn't understand a word they said.

Forget it, anyway, she couldn't eat well when He Jingyao was here.

"I'm sorry, Mr. He, we've already taken this seat, why don't you choose another seat?"

The man tapped the table in front of him with the back of his finger, "Is anyone sitting here?"

"no!"

"That's it!"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

"Add tableware here!" He Jingyao waved to the waiter, not giving her any chance to refuse.

Shen Zhiyi glared at him fiercely, and said to himself, okay, sit here and eat, right? You'll be spicy to death in a while, you bastard.

He Jingyao usually hates eating hot pot the most. Not to mention the strong taste, he also dislikes all kinds of people poking it with their chopsticks.

How is this different from eating other people's saliva?
As soon as he came in, he regretted it just now. The strong smell of chili and pepper came to his face, the chaotic scene, the oil-stained tables and chairs, the environment of any French restaurant or Japanese restaurant he could find was much better than this. , why did you come here to seek abuse?
But an inexplicable possessive desire still urged him to step in, and seeing Shen Zhiyi talking and laughing with He Qingyan, he wished to get this woman away immediately.

The dishes were already cooked, and Shen Zhiyi was already hungry, and she didn't care about these two men. She wanted to start eating whatever they liked.

Seeing her eating vigorously, He Qingyan followed suit, picked up a piece of hairy belly, dipped it into the hot pot and waited, and brought it up after seven or eight seconds.

Bite down, He Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and the next second, his cheeks flushed red, his expression was unbearable, and he drank two glasses of water to suppress the pungent taste in his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Shen Zhiyi pushed the cold beer in front of him, "If you can't, just rinse the vegetables in a water glass, it might be easier for you to accept it!"

He Qingyan covered his mouth with a tissue to relax, and took the time to wave his hands at her, "I, I'm fine!"