Getting drunk on marriage: Domineering president, please take over

Chapter 41

Su Man then looked up at Mo Ziqian from the phone, twitching the corners of his mouth and showing a faint smile, "Uncle Mo, good."

Then, he continued to play with his mobile phone.

Mo Ziqian replied indifferently, "Niece Manman, good."

After a while of footsteps, Suman felt a black shadow falling around her. Someone was sitting beside her. Suman didn't raise his eyes. In an instant, a familiar masculinity lingered, and in an instant Suman knew that Mo Ziqian was sitting beside her.

At the same time, someone kicked her lightly under the table, looked up, and saw Su He winking at her.

Su Man quickly put down the phone, looked at Mo Ziqian with a smile, "Uncle, when did you come to Hong Kong City?"

Mo Ziqian met Suman's gaze and replied flatly, "I came the day before yesterday."

"Oh, I thought you were here today too. In that case, we might still be on the same plane," Suman said with a smile.

Mo Ziqian was sitting next to Su Man, which happened to be in the center of the table. No wonder Su He specially asked her to sit here just now.

Behind the man, stood Li Ai and Meng Wenjia straight, like two patron saints.

"Sit down." Mo Ziqian sat down and greeted Su He who was standing.

With this posture, it seems that he regards himself as the master.

Seeing everyone stunned, Suman couldn't help laughing.

Young master Mo is so extraordinary, he is so domineering everywhere.

It was Su He who came back to his senses first, and said calmly, "Everyone sit down."

When everyone was seated, Suman picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. She really didn't like such a formal scene.

A five-star restaurant is not as good as cooking a few small dishes at home and eating casually.

However, it's the uncle who is rich, and she's just here for a meal, so it doesn't matter.

The waiter brought the menu, and Su He politely handed it to Mo Ziqian, but Mo Ziqian shied away, "Today's dinner is just a family dinner, so you don't need to be polite. You can order whatever you want."

Su He declined, "Uncle Mo is a distinguished guest, so you should order."

Mo Ziqian took the menu, but glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Suman, "In that case, let the younger generation order."

Seeing that Mo Ziqian was about to pass the menu to Su Man, Su Qi immediately said, "Since Uncle Mo is kind, I will not be polite."

She took the menu and ordered some special dishes before handing it to Su Ruifeng.

Su Ruifeng asked Su Man, "Sister Man, what would you like to eat?"

Suman drew some pictures on the phone, and said without looking up, "Braised pork, I like meat the most."

Su Man spoke directly, everyone looked at her unconsciously, Su Qi frowned even more, how could she say such a thing on such an occasion, as if she had never eaten meat in eight lifetimes, it was embarrassing.

Suman also felt the strange atmosphere, raised his eyes unconsciously and asked, "Can't I order this dish?"

Su Ruifeng was looking for it on the menu, but he didn't see it, so he asked the waiter beside him, "Is there any braised pork?"

"Yes," the waiter replied immediately.

Su Qi gave Su Man a contemptuous look, and Su Yongqing was even more angry, but it was difficult to say anything because of the presence of others.

On the contrary, Mo Ziqian, who was sitting next to Suman, was smiling, and slowly picked up the teacup with his long fingers, turned his head, and said softly, "I didn't expect that niece Manman likes to eat meat the most, but she didn't gain weight at all." .”

Suman took a sip of tea before replying, "There is no way, it won't grow after eating."

"Hehe," Mo Ziqian laughed softly.

However, Suman looked at the man's upturned phoenix eyes, and vaguely remembered how he made fun of her when she ate meat when they were together.

Mo Ziqian: Meat is good.

Suman: Why?
Mo Ziqian: It feels good.

Suman was silent for a while, and the people around him started talking about other things.

After a while, the waiter put the dishes on the table and handed over hot towels.

When it was delivered to Mo Ziqian, Li Ai who was behind the man immediately picked up a hot towel with a clip and handed it to Mo Ziqian.

Mo Ziqian took it, and after wiping it once, Li Ai handed over another piece, and this was repeated. After using the hot towel three times, Li Ai stopped moving.

Everyone looked at Mo Ziqian's calm face and said nothing.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Su Yongqing had no choice but to start, "Ziqian, the food in Hong Kong City is second to none, you have to try it out."

"Yes," Qiu Meiqing immediately agreed, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up some food for Mo Ziqian.

Seeing the bodyguard behind Mo Ziqian, Meng Wenjia said indifferently, "Mrs. Su, for things like cloth dishes, I can just come."

Qiu Meiqing froze with the chopsticks she raised, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she still smiled, but it was not so natural.

Su Man already knew that Mo Ziqian was a clean freak.

"Mom, Uncle Mo is just used to the people around him, so don't be too busy, eat with your own family, and order as you like," Su He hurriedly found a step for Qiu Meiqing.

"Hmm," Qiu Meiqing replied immediately, with a forced smile on her face.

In the back, everyone chatted while eating, but they didn't feel like it.

Su He circled around Mo Ziqian's family to inquire, and there was a lot of enthusiasm.

On the contrary, Mo Ziqian replied very indifferently.

It is true that Mo Ziqian, as the heir of the Mo family's Dongfang, will naturally attract everyone to admire him with his halo.

At this time, the waiter brought up the braised pork, and because Mo Ziqian was a guest, the dish was put down in front of the man, and he was asked to move his chopsticks first.

Mo Ziqian looked at the dishes that were not bad in color and aroma, and with a light movement of his hands, the plate of braised pork was turned in front of Su Man, and he said softly, "Taste the dishes you ordered."

(End of this chapter)