Diamond drunk wedding rich and famous

Chapter 37 Young Master Yu Knows Your Habits
In the end, for convenience, the three of them ate at the nearby restaurant.

After ordering, the waiter stepped forward and asked, "What do you three want to drink?"

Gu Qian'an hardly thought about it, "Wine."

Gong Chiyi didn't hear it, and looked at the waiter with a calm expression: "Juice."

Obviously arguing.

Yu Jingting wisely kept silent.

The waiter looked at Gongchi Yijin's cold facial features, and said awkwardly, "Then... how many juices do you guys order?"

"Whatever you want." It was still a mellow male voice, and then he shook her hand naturally, "It's not good for a woman to be addicted to alcohol."

Knowing that he did it for Yu Jingting, Gu Qian'an took a deep breath, but didn't pull her hand back, "I've always been like this."

Gong Chiyi bent his lips patiently, but there was no smile at the end of his eyes, only a thin layer of strength, "You will follow me in the future, you have to change."

As soon as he finished his words, the wheelchair was kicked by her leather shoes and shook slightly.

They were secretly married, of course he remembered, but it wasn't a slip of the tongue just now.

Sure enough, Yu Jingting slightly looked at Gu Qian'an.

On one side, Gong Chiyi looked like he just remembered someone next to him, "I'm pursuing Miss Gu."

Many people in Cangcheng knew about Gong Chiyi's proposal to marry him, and Yu Jingting raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, and did not make any remarks.

There was no emotion on Gu Qian'an's face, and she didn't speak to her.

The waiter could clearly feel that the atmosphere on the table was not right when he brought the juice, so he quickly stepped aside after putting down the juice.

Among the three, Yu Jingting should be the most embarrassed, but because of his temperament, he sat calmly, sipping juice leisurely to break the atmosphere.

Although he was the one who ordered the juice, Gong Chiyi was very picky about the fruit, and he would never drink the juice, so he just leaned on the seat.

He held Gu Qian'an's right hand, and went to get the juice with his left hand, but Yu Jingting, who had just taken a sip, suddenly glanced at her cup, stopped her, and raised her hand to beckon the waiter.

Yu Jingting tilted his head slightly, his tone was very light, "What kind of juice is this?"

The waiter was dumbfounded, "This...the hotel has a unified production room, it should be a variety of organic fruits..."

"Cantaloupe?" Yu Jingting's indifferent eyebrows were almost inaudibly frowned, impatience was not visible, but he did interrupt the waiter.

The waiter opened his mouth, "...Maybe."

I saw Yu Jingting directly took the cup in her hand and handed it back, "Change, serve lemon."

After doing this, Yu Jingting didn't say anything else, as if nothing happened, and didn't explain much.

The other two were different.

Gu Qian'an closed her eyes, always feeling that these two people came to make things difficult for her today.

Gong Chiyi looked at her speciously, and looked at her with a pair of exotic and cold eyes, "Can't you drink?"

She took a deep breath, "Fortunately, I was allergic to cantaloupe before."

His brows were raised, his voice was not loud, she could hear clearly, and probably couldn't hear what Yu Jingting wanted to ignore, looking at her, "Master Yu knows your habits."

His voice sounded soothing and moist, but it was like an autumn wind sweeping through the bamboo forest.

A chill.

She couldn't explain it, but just gave a slightly perfunctory "hmm".

The hand held by him felt a slight pain at the base of the fingers. Just as she frowned, Gong Chiyi let go.

Sitting back in the seat he adjusted calmly, she couldn't see the obvious gloom, but she did let go of her hand, looked at the waiter, and said in a low voice, "Is the dish ready? Tell the kitchen to hurry up."

High-end hotels don't have such requirements for the kitchen, but the distinguished Gong Chiyi did it.

The atmosphere at the table sank again.

She looked at Gong Chiyi, but said nothing after all.

When the food came, it seemed that she was the only one who couldn't eat it. Gong Chiyi used it slowly and never served her food, with a solemn face and a cold gaze.

It doesn't look out of the ordinary, but she always feels weird.

"Doesn't fit?" Yu Jingting looked at her and asked calmly.

Gu Qian'an frowned, and before he could speak, he brought food for her for the first time, "I remember you don't hate this food."

Gong Chiyi's hands holding the tableware paused slightly, and his chewing movements were still elegant, but the frequency was extremely slow, and he looked at the dishes caught by Yu Jingting's chopsticks with dark and sharp eyes, which were in her bowl.

And she ate.

"Ding!" He put down the tableware seemingly naturally, with great strength, and his three-dimensional facial features were thin and cold.

When both of them looked over, he touched his thin lips: "I'm addicted to smoking."

Then he pursed his lips and pressed the button of the wheelchair to push away the dining table to smoke.

Gu Qian'an frowned and glanced at Yu Jingting, then stood up: "I'll push you past..."

"No need." The man Liangzhu's voice interrupted, with a deep voice, "you eat yours, don't worry about me."

Seeing his wheelchair disappear, she looked at Yu Jingting, "What do you want to do?"

The man on the other end raised his eyes faintly, as if he was interrupted by someone while he was concentrating on eating, "What's wrong?"

Gu Qian'an closed her eyes, "Yu Jingting, are you being fooled by the wind in Somalia today? Or are you tired of your inhuman indifference?"

Even if she is allergic to cantaloupe, she just doesn't want to drink it. He is not the kind of person who will talk about it, let alone serve her food.

Yu Jingting put down the tableware, "It's just a common thing, you are so sensitive, it seems that Gong Chiyi is not pursuing you, is it already consensual?"

She pulled out her chair and sat back, "I said you don't have to worry about my business, I don't know you well."

Although she couldn't say how much Gong Chiyi had feelings for her, she could indeed feel that the man was in a bad mood.

Now what she knows is that she can't be angry with Hot Palace Chiyi every day, it's not good for her.

After a while, neither of them moved their chopsticks, and Gong Chiyi, who went to smoke, did not come back.

Gu Qian'an was turning her head to look in that direction, when Zhan Bei's meticulous face appeared in the field of vision, she walked a few steps closer, opened her mouth and might call 'Madam', but changed her words after seeing her eyes: "Miss Gu, Young Master Yu, the third young master is not Too comfortable to go first, let me say hello to you two."

Yu Jingting's complexion didn't change, he only looked at Zhan Bei, "Is it important?"

Zhan Bei replied: "It's okay."

Gu Qian'an had already stood up, thinking of what he had fallen before, "What's wrong with him?"

It's not easy for Zhanbei to return.

She took the coat, "I'll go and see him." Then she turned to look at Yu Jingting, "I'll talk to you about that, you'd better not mess around."

The matter of going to the host of the Hei Guozang Museum is big or small, and she doesn't want to be found out.

Yu Jingting said nothing, watching her walk in front of Zhanbei and leave.

When she went out, Gongchi Yizheng opened the car door by himself and made a gesture to get in the car, without thinking about it, he hurried over to help him.

(End of this chapter)