Shanghai Embroidery Lady

Chapter 39
After the tailor shop closed, a black car had already stopped at the intersection and waited.

Ye Zijin walked out of the shop in a daze, and didn't notice the cars at the intersection, just leaning on the wall and moving slowly.

"Beep" whistle twice, Ye Zijin came back to her senses, saw Lao Wu in the car but couldn't see Ah Cheng who brought her here in the morning.

Old Wu hurriedly got out of the car, opened the car door for her respectfully, and made a gesture of invitation.

A stern and restrained face in the car caught Ye Zijin's eyes, and it was Meng Haoxiang who came to pick her up in person.

Ye Zijin took a deep breath and got into the car. She didn't have any intentions to deal with Meng Haoxiang now, so she just got into the car and sat in silence.Her mind was full of Lin Yunwan's words and Zhao Jinnian's happy face that day.

"What do you want to eat? I'll treat you to dinner along the way. The noodles didn't satisfy you last time." Meng Haoxiang broke the dullness and asked Ye Zijin, who was in a daze.

"Oh... I'm free." After Ye Zijin answered, she realized that she should refuse. Meng Haoxiang wanted to invite her to dinner again, so there might be a group of people coming out of nowhere this time, but it's too late to say anything now...

"Okay, then go to Dexing Restaurant." Meng Haoxiang didn't let her decide this time, but told Old Wu decisively.

Dexing Restaurant is an old restaurant that specializes in Shanghainese cuisine. The interior of the restaurant is exquisitely decorated in a simple and simple style. The signboard of lacquered wood hangs above the gate, revealing a vicissitudes of life and grandeur.

Meng Haoxiang ordered a few famous dishes in the shop, and to his surprise, Ye Zijin asked the shop assistant to add a pot of flower carvings.

"Why do you suddenly want to drink?" Meng Haoxiang poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her.

Ye Zijin felt uncomfortable, but a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said, "What's wrong? Boss Meng can't even afford a pot of flower carvings?"

Meng Haoxiang was slightly taken aback, feeling inexplicably at ease, her tone of voice to him didn't seem to be as polite and distant as before.

"Of course not. I'll drink as much as you want." Meng Haoxiang stared at her, her smile was slightly dimpled, her eyebrows were clear, a twisted braid hung down in front of her body, and a goose yellow woolen rope was tied at the end.She is like a piece of jade in a snowdrift, she is clear and clear, her thoughts are delicate but she does not lose her grandeur.To say that he is not tempted is to lie to himself, he really appreciates Ye Zijin, appreciates her uniqueness, from the moment she came back to look for him after being attacked at the noodle stall that day, perhaps he has not only appreciated it, Meng Haoxiang himself also admired it. not sure...

The waiters in the store have practiced excellent kung fu, and they can hold four or five dishes at the same time with both arms.After a while, the dishes they ordered on this table were served.There are the most famous big black ginseng with shrimps in the store, herring chin shake, a small plate of rouge goose breast and a plate of fried winter bamboo shoots with pickled vegetables. The ham and radish soup was delivered after a while.

Only she and Meng Haoxiang ate, and the four dishes, one soup, and meat and vegetables were complete. For Ye Zijin, this meal couldn't be more rich.But looking at the table of delicious dishes, she didn't have any appetite, so she just poured a cup of Huadiao and drank slowly.

Meng Haoxiang put a chopstick of fish lip into her bowl, "Don't just drink, taste this fish."

Ye Zijin's face was dyed with two faint red clouds, and he smiled and said: "Thank you." As he spoke, he drank another glass of cold wine.

Eating authentic Shanghai cuisine and drinking aged Huadiao wine is a beautiful thing, but Ye Zijin has a hard time in her heart.

"Your accent is not local, where is your family? If you are not used to Shanghai cuisine, I will take you to another restaurant next time." Seeing that Ye Zijin didn't eat much, Meng Haoxiang thought the food was not to her liking.

After a few glasses of wine, Ye Zijin was a little drunk, leaned on the table and said in a low voice: "Ama said... you can't be picky eaters... February [-]nd, the dragon raises its head... March [-]rd, pea yellow...Er Niang, I think Eat the pea yellow you made..."

Meng Haoxiang heard her faltering and calling Ama Erniang, and knew that she was not an ordinary woman, but maybe a former Qing royal family.Thinking about it, she should have no worries about food and clothing, but when the current situation changes, she and her younger brother live in Shanghai, so it's no wonder that she is always stronger.

Ye Zijin didn't have a lot of capacity for alcohol at all, but she said that the faster she became drunk, the faster she drank. After drinking several glasses in a row, she became dizzy, and only vaguely heard Meng Haoxiang say: "I'll take you back."

She stood up in a daze, and said lightly, "I... I'll go by myself..."

Before Ye Zijin could finish her sentence, her legs were about to fall down, Meng Haoxiang immediately grabbed her shoulders with one hand, at this moment the velvet rope tied to the end of her hair suddenly loosened, and the jet-black braid fell loose, soft and soft. The hair slid down like a waterfall, covering half of her rouge-like cheeks.Meng Haoxiang was slightly absent-minded, paused, and helped her lead her out of the restaurant.

As dusk falls and the spring is cold, a gust of cool wind blows in front of you when you go out.Ye Zijin was dressed a little thinly, and after drinking again, she couldn't help shivering.Meng Haoxiang immediately took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ye Zijin's body, half-supporting and half-holding her into the car.

As soon as Ye Zijin sat down, she became dizzy, heavy with alcohol, looked at Meng Haoxiang with drunken eyes, turned around on his Shen Jun's face, opened her red lips slightly, and called out in a low voice: "Jin Nian... Then he tilted his head and fell asleep on Meng Haoxiang's shoulder.

Her breathing was slightly slow, and there seemed to be a trace of melancholy between her brows. When the black hair ran across his palm, there seemed to be a slight itchiness that penetrated into the softest part of his heart.Meng Haoxiang just accompanied her quietly, calming his mind silently, and gave Lao Wu a look to signal to drive.

Ye Zijin didn't seem to be sleeping very well, and her body would tremble from time to time. She frowned, and before opening her eyes, a hand landed on Meng Haoxiang's at some point.

Her fingers are slender and fair, like a white magnolia flower.Her hand was a little cold, and Meng Haoxiang couldn't help holding it lightly, wanting to give her a little warmth, but when his hand touched a trace of roughness in her palm, Meng Haoxiang couldn't help but feel distressed.She must have suffered a lot, otherwise these slender hands should have been flawless.

Old Wu was driving in front, seeing Ye Zijin and Meng Haoxiang leaning so close together, he didn't dare to show his temper, and drove a little slower than usual, for fear of disturbing the two of them.He has been with Meng Haoxiang for so long and this is the first time he has seen Meng Haoxiang so interested in a woman. If Ms. He finds out about this, the consequences will be disastrous...

The car passed through the downtown area, gradually drove into a quiet street, and finally stopped at the entrance of the alley where Ye Zijin lived.

Seeing that Ye Zijin hadn't woken up yet, Meng Haoxiang couldn't bear to wake her up, so he let her lean on his shoulder like this. He maintained this position without moving. After an unknown period of time, half of his arm became a little numb, but he still held on. I didn't want to wake her up in her sleep.Even though the driver, Old Wu, quietly asked for instructions with his eyes twice, he only shook his head to signal to continue waiting, so Old Wu could only stare at the front in a daze.

At this time, Ye Zijin murmured a few times, as if she was talking in a dream.He calmed down to listen, but only heard her repeating a name intermittently.

"Jinnian...Jinnian...I like...you, do you know...or don't..." Ye Zijin closed her eyes heavily, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

This year?in recent years?Jinnian?

Zhao Jinnian!
Meng Haoxiang suddenly remembered the name of the second young master of the Zhao family, and suddenly realized that she went to the Zhao family to attend the wedding banquet that day to meet Zhao Jinnian...

In an instant, it seemed as if a breath was stuck in Meng Haoxiang's chest, his eyes turned cold, and he let go of the hand that was holding her.

This movement was a little hasty, Ye Zijin moved her fingers, slowly opened her eyes, looked up and saw Meng Haoxiang's cold face, she was stunned, and asked, "Where is this?"

"Your house." Meng Haoxiang looked at the front indifferently, and said coldly.

Only then did Ye Zijin realize that she was leaning against him, her body instantly bounced away a short distance like an electric shock, she blushed and apologized, "I'm sorry, Boss Meng, I made you laugh."

Meng Haoxiang said disapprovingly, "It's okay."

Ye Zijin saw that he was wearing a white shirt and a woolen gray vest, and the suit jacket was draped over her body. She quickly took off the jacket and handed it back to Meng Haoxiang, saying, "Thank you, Boss Meng, this... I will return it to you."

Meng Haoxiang took the coat expressionlessly, and said flatly: "If you can't drink alcohol in the future, don't drink it."

"Yeah." Ye Zijin only felt her face burning hot, she was extremely regretful, and secretly worried whether Meng Haoxiang had listened to her nonsense when she was drunk just now.

After Ye Zijin thanked Meng Haoxiang and Lao Wu, she got out of the car bravely and didn't dare to turn around to look again. She just lowered her head and dragged her heavy feet slowly into the alley step by step.

Meng Haoxiang watched her thin back gradually go away, he was still holding his suit jacket in his hand, this suit had been draped over her body just now, the smooth silk lining still had a hint of her lingering warmth and fragrance.Meng Haoxiang felt very uncomfortable, as if someone had suddenly stuffed a handful of Coptis chinensis, and it was bitter.

Her heart had already been given to another man... Thinking of this, Meng Haoxiang couldn't help throwing away his suit angrily, and shouted to Old Wu, "Drive!"

Old Wu didn't know what was going on, he was so frightened that he came back to his senses, started the car quickly, and quickly left this secluded small street.

(End of this chapter)