The lady ran away

Chapter 27 Eating Hot and Sour Rice Noodles in Premium Places
There was a nice song in the car, Xiao Qingcheng secretly wrote down the lyrics, and decided to play this song as a ringtone when he returned home at night.

The last place to eat is of course the luxurious and quiet revolving restaurant. During the meal, you can also enjoy the night view of City A through the glass.To dine here, you usually have to make a reservation three days in advance, but some people are exceptions, aren't they?
Compared with the guests who were all dressed in formal or evening dress, Xiao Qingcheng looked down at himself in a T-shirt and denim outfit. Standing in front of the handsome and refined Liang Yanzhe, he seemed a little ashamed...
However, he seemed to feel nothing.
A waiter came, "Mr. Liang, the seat you booked is here, please follow me."

Liang Yanzhe looked at Xiao Qingcheng who was a little confused, "Let's go."

Depressed, I had already made up my mind to dress so casually, making him feel tasteless and unstandard, and then said bluntly that the marriage fell through, let it fall through, but now, she is the one who cares...

Following Liang Yanzhe, Xiao Qingcheng despised himself for a moment, then sat down calmly.

No matter how entangled and depressed you are, you can't just confess your thoughts casually, otherwise, under the eyes of the other side, wouldn't all chances of winning be lost?
Liang Yanzhe sat down opposite her and gave her the menu, "What do you want to eat?"

"Hot and Sour Noodles." On this day when cups are both unpleasant and depressing, a bowl of Hot and Sour Noodles is the only way to express her inexpressible depression.

She desperately needs hot, urgent! !

Liang Yanzhe was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said to the waiter, "Okay, let's have two bowls of hot and sour noodles."

"..." The waiter was speechless. Has anyone ordered hot and sour noodles at this high-end restaurant?
"But Mr. Liang, here... there is no hot and sour powder."

"Then ask people to go outside to buy." Liang Yanzhe closed the menu, the cold eyes under the lens made the waiter dare not say any more nonsense, "Yes."

Xiao Qingcheng held the glass filled with white water uneasily, thinking about how to speak, which would make him quit the engagement readily.

(End of this chapter)