Big brother, let's spell a marriage

Tang Mengyao humbly consulted her predecessors, and had a good relationship with other departments, worked hard to learn skills, and strive to open a stylish theme restaurant in the future.

This radio western restaurant doesn't have many people on weekdays, but it has a style. Maybe its taste is not the most beautiful, but the taste and decoration are definitely the most unique.

It is located in a remote place, but people who often come here have special taste. Tang Mengyao often saw some artists come here, sometimes just studied the decorations in a restaurant, and then ate the steak and left contentedly.

Later, Tang Mengyao learned that these seemingly messy arts are actually priceless. They are so expensive that Tang Mengyao can't help shrinking his neck. I finally understand why their meals can be so expensive.

It turns out that the price is not in the ingredients, but in the enjoyment of art. However, people like her who can only see money really don't understand the charm of art.

I just feel very comfortable. Other feelings are not so deep.

Han Junli and Jiang Meilan happened to come to the radio western restaurant. Tang Mengyao was stunned and seemed to be evacuated.

I haven't seen him for more than a month. He seems to be thin and exudes more mature air conditioning all over.

Jiang Meilan took his arm and came in intimately. Handsome men and beautiful women have attracted many people's attention.

One side of the front desk bumped into Tang Mengyao. Tang Mengyao regained his consciousness and walked up.

"Two, please."

Han Junli looked at her coldly and didn't look at her. He just patted Jiang Meilan on the side with his hand, revealing a few wisps of tenderness and led her in.

Tang Mengyao opened a box for them and wanted to leave. Jiang Meilan stopped her“ Miss, your attitude is very good. Could you please serve us? "

Jiang Meilan deliberately pretended that they didn't know each other, and her eyebrows were all elegant, kind words and a bit polite. But Tang Mengyao refused.

"I'm sorry, madam. I'm just welcoming guests. I'm not particularly skilled in table service. I'm afraid it will affect your meals. I'd better find an excellent waiter for you."

Tang Mengyao used all her strength so that she didn't run away.

Han Junli sat less than five meters away from her and despised her with pride and indifference. It seems that I have forgotten her at all. My heart has no other feelings except pain.

She was about to leave, but Jiang Meilan smiled and said, "it doesn't matter. We're not tricky guests. We won't embarrass you."

The elegant tone makes people really comfortable. But Tang Mengyao clearly knows how dark this woman's heart is.

Said Han Junli, smiling like a charming flower, "Junli, do you think so?"

Han Junli raised his head. His lazy eyes took a complex look and glanced at her coldly. He said carelessly, "you serve."

A clear and leisurely word, but decided her fate. Tang Mengyao is no longer willing, but can only stay and order and serve for them. He looked at the man he missed in his heart, but Tang Mengyao had a strong impulse to run away.

Why can't you just treat him as a stranger when you know it's impossible.

"Do you have any good recommendations?"

Jiang Meilan noticed the fluctuation of their sight, her eyes were slightly rippling, and asked softly.

Tang Mengyao revived and lit the sign above“ Let's try our steak. "

Han Junli said, "then two steaks, a bottle of red wine and two cups of coffee after dinner. As for the taste, it's up to you to help choose. "

Tang Mengyao was stunned and looked at Han Junli with a complex heart. What does he mean? Obviously pretending not to know, but why should she make a decision for his taste?

Tang Mengyao bit her lip and asked Jiang Meilan“ Madam, you'd better determine the taste and brand of red wine for your boyfriend. "

A boyfriend, in the hearts of the three, aroused no small waves. Han Junli's dark eyes moved to Tang Mengyao, and his heart hurt.

I haven't seen her for more than a month. Why is she so thin that she has a sharp chin? Why is your face so pale? Are you sick? Since you are ill, why not have a good rest at home and come to work?

Han Junli's eyebrows frowned. Tang Mengyao was so angry that he still couldn't take care of himself.

Jiang Meilan saw the subtle changes clearly. The alert heart suddenly tightened and spoke quickly“ It doesn't matter. It's up to you. Just choose the right one. "

Then he smiled and urged, "we're a little hungry. Let the kitchen step up."

Tang Mengyao bowed her head and stepped back. Absent eyes are the most painful. Why can he be so calm when she stands in front of him?

In the box, Jiang Meilan put her slender hand on Han Junli's palm and asked attentively, "Junli, what's the matter? You seem a little unhappy? "

Han Junli took back his hand and looked cold“ It's all right. " The simple words sent Jiang Meilan away, but his inner worry still made him a little manic.

He shouldn't have come here for dinner. Seeing her trying to hide herself, Han Junli felt uncomfortable. He wanted to hold her in his arms, but he couldn't.

How difficult it was to get to this point. He can't fall short.

Suddenly, he stood up. With three points of impatience, "there are still some things in the company. I'll go back first. When you finish your meal, I'll ask the driver to pick you up. "

Jiang Meilan immediately chased out, "Junli, even if you are busy, you have to eat? I'll hurry them up and I'll go back with you after eating. "

But Han Junli's stride did not mean to stop at all. Just want to leave this place full of her breath quickly, otherwise he will not be able to bear his inner thoughts and hold her tightly in his arms.

Jiang Meilan looked at Han Junli's unfeeling back and stamped her feet with anger. The beautiful big eyes stared at the fire and blamed the bitch. Otherwise, how could Han Junli leave her?

Jiang Meilan returned to the box with anger. A pair of angry eyes stared at the door tightly, and the fist on his leg was too tight.

Tang Mengyao pushed the door in and obviously felt a fierce murderous spirit. After determining that it was not Han Junli, the whole person was relieved in an instant.

Jiang Meilan was never afraid in her eyes. What she was afraid of was her uncontrollable heart. She was afraid that she would humbly beg to return to Han Junli.

Tang Mengyao took a tray and took a bottle of red wine, Raphael. Although the year is not the top, it tastes good this year.