Doting wife self-marriage

Chapter 346 Meeting Mu Zhentian (1) ([-])
"Old Ji, which new store are you talking about?"

A fat man looked at the signboard on the street, and asked another middle-aged man, as they usually rarely come to this kind of place to eat, but since someone recommended that there is a good restaurant , then you might as well try something new.

The middle-aged man who was being questioned smiled politely, and pointed to the advertising sign in the air in front of him, "It's right there. It's a Sichuan restaurant that opened last week. I also heard the recommendation from Xiao Zhou."

As soon as the words fell, the three middle-aged men walked on the sidewalk, heading towards the address of the hotel they were looking for.

Mu Zhentian clasped his hands behind his back habitually, looking imposing. Passers-by looked at the posture of these three people, and they all tacitly felt that they seemed to be patrolling by city management.

Perhaps in recent years, it was rare for him to be alone and carefree like this, and there were still so many people on the street, Mu Zhentian's face softened a lot, so as not to stand out from the crowd.

Passing by a small shop suddenly, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye and then stopped suddenly. After a moment of stupefaction, his eyes turned slightly to the Nuoda glass wall inside. The two figures of a man and a woman sitting by the wall made him feel Familiar, they were eating with their heads buried in their heads, chatting with each other from time to time, and then laughed together, especially the familiar bright smile of the woman made his heart tremble. Press down.

"There's no other place in the store?"

Weiran stopped his chopsticks, raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his cheeks, and just wanted to say something to Song Chenyi, when he looked over through a translucent screen, he saw a slightly sturdy body, not Tall but not too short, with a square and serious face, exuding a stern aura that only people in the officialdom have. His casual attire made him look a little more amiable.

It's just that no matter how kind he is, it still makes people feel that this person must be someone special, and at least that aura cannot be possessed in one's life.

I don't know if she is too sensitive, but I always feel that the gaze shot from his eyes, with the taste of scrutiny, falls on her?

"What are you looking at so engrossed?" Song Chenyi asked in a low voice, Qingjuan's brows were filled with a puzzled look, and his gaze also turned around.

"Hello, sir. There are a lot of customers now. Would you like to wait a little longer or come back next time? Anyway, I'm sorry."

The waiter's speech was a bit awkward, mainly because the fierce aura emanating from this middle-aged man made her tremble uncontrollably. The restaurant she worked in was not a very high-end restaurant, so it was the first time she met him. to such a character.

Mu Zhentian smiled quite gently, turned his gaze, and met Song Chenyi's surprised black eyes, raised his thick eyebrows, smiled at the waiter and said: "No need." After finishing speaking, he walked around the screen, Standing in front of Weiran's table.

Song Chenyi was startled, then stood up, looked at Mu Zhentian, smiled and said, "If you don't mind, let's sit together." He couldn't think of what to call him when he was outside, and what would happen to him? After seeing each other, he naturally couldn't act as if he didn't see him, although he was very curious about how Mu Zhentian came here.

Mu Zhentian wasn't polite, he really wasn't polite at all, he raised his hand and patted Song Chenyi's shoulder boldly, and sat down.

The waiter quickly handed over another set of clean tableware, Song Chenyi moved his seat and sat next to Weiran, gave up his seat to Mu Zhentian, and asked the waiter to pass over the menu and order a few dishes.

Weiran has been watching the interaction between them, thinking about Mu Zhentian's identity in her heart, could it be that he is another person from the generation of an uncle who has made good friends with the Song family?

"Chen Yi, this lady is your daughter-in-law."

A steady and deep voice sounded in front of her, Wei Ran raised her eyes to look at him, just in time to meet his gaze looking at her, but the meaning of exploration in it was too strong, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Song Chenyi casually took a piece of paper and put it in front of him through his line of sight, successfully interrupting his sight of looking at Weiran, with a smile that was neither humble nor humble on his handsome and elegant face, he replied: "Yes, Secretary Mu, she It's my wife!"

Mu Zhentian's gaze was not concealed at all, Song Chenyi naturally noticed it at a glance, even though he knew that Mu Zhentian could not have any other thoughts about Weiran, but he still didn't like someone looking at his woman so blatantly.

"Chen Yi."

The creases between the brows got deeper and deeper, and Wei Ran's small hand under the table tugged at the corner of his clothes. She heard Song Chenyi address Mu Zhentian, and thought to herself, could it be his superior?It's just that the ambiguous gaze on the opposite side always seems to fall on her face, this feeling really makes people unbearable to run away.

Song Chenyi held her hand reassuringly, leaned over and explained to her: "Xiaoran, this is Secretary Mu." He introduced it in a simple sentence, and he didn't want Weiran to know too many unnecessary people .

"Hello."

Wei Ran nodded to him, she didn't know how to call this high-ranking man, because of his impolite eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little stiff, which didn't fit her delicate face at all, such obvious How could the treacherous and cunning Mu Zhentian not see the conflict?
Mu Zhentian withdrew his gaze, his heart was filled with turmoil, but there was no sign of abnormality on his face, he glanced at Weiran again and then moved away, looking at Song Chenyi, smiling like a kind elder, "Young man Good eyesight."

Neither of the couple thought that he would say this, they bowed their heads slightly and remained silent, but Song Chenyi picked up the kettle at hand, took another cup, and slowly poured a cup of white ginseng tea to Mu Zhentian's hand .

"Thank you, but did you come out alone?"

Mu Zhentian raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, and asked instead: "I remember you took half a day off today, why, is it just to take time off to accompany your wife for dinner?"

There was a hint of teasing in his words, and Song Chenyi was a little overwhelmed by the change from his previous stern style.

The hot soup in the bowl was smoking curlingly, she stared at it a little absent-mindedly, Mu Zhentian's words made her feel a bit embarrassed, because she could hear the gentle smile in those words, faintly, but Can show his good mood.

Song Chenyi paused his chopsticks, put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, with a faint smile on his handsome face, "Secretary, Xiaoran is pregnant, so I took her to the hospital for a check-up in the morning." The implication , His selfishness is worthy of consideration.

Mu Zhentian's cold face froze for a moment, then he calmed down, and chuckled heartily, "This is a good thing, but you can call me uncle in private, because I used to be a soldier under Song Lao Already!"

(End of this chapter)