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The road is getting more and more remote, and there are not many winding paths in s city.

As he walked inward, Qin Youle gradually had a smile on his mouth. This is part of the old city. She and song Tingchen used to come here often. Later, she heard that it was demolished and never came here again.

"This road is too difficult." Huang Zhiming whispered, "I don't know what president Song thinks. He will choose this place to eat."

"But he used to come often." Huang Zhiming added.

Listening to Huang Mingming's low voice complaining, Qin Youle only feels warm in her heart. This place is like a secret shared by her and song Tingchen. She is very happy. Song Tingchen still guards this place.

In fact, it was song Tingchen's investment that prevented the only small area from being demolished.

The car finally stopped slowly in front of a small courtyard. The existence of the small courtyard made people feel the joy of another village, which made people feel surprised and surprised.

"Be careful, madam." Huang Zhiming helped Qin Youle out of the car.

Qin Youle gets off the car with a smile. She seldom wears high heels. She usually wears simple single shoes or canvas shoes, so she is not afraid to fall anywhere.

"Mr. Song, we should arrive later. Let's go first." Huang Zhiming looked at his watch and said, "madam, I have booked a seat. Just report my name directly at that time. I'll go to the bathroom."

Standing in front of this antique shop, Qin Youle sighed. Many years ago, there were old houses everywhere, but now there are modern buildings everywhere. Although the store kept its original appearance as much as possible, it still had a big change, but it looked very elegant.

"Miss, please come in." The person who came to greet was a young woman who looked like she was in college.

Qin Youle walked in with the girl with her mouth bent. She always felt that the girl looked familiar, some like the little girl who was lying on the table doing her homework in the past.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?" Standing at the counter is a middle-aged woman. Her short hair is slightly wrapped inside. She is slightly fat and looks very kind.

Qin Youle recognized the woman at a glance. It was the landlady of the store at that time.

"Hello, do you have a reservation?" Seeing that Qin Youle didn't speak, the landlady continued to ask patiently, "if there is no reservation, we may not have a place here, because the position in the store has been fully booked on Friday."

"Oh, I have an appointment, Huang Zhiming." Qin Youle looked at the decoration of the store and said, "boss, the decoration style of your store is very good, which makes people feel pleasant."

"Huang Zhiming?" The landlady asked in surprise, "Miss, are you a friend of President song? Or Zhiming's friend? "

Looking at the boss's gossip face and caring eyes, Qin Youle knew that song Tingchen and Huang Zhiming should have been regular guests here.

Qin Youle smiled indifferently and didn't explain.

"Come on, Xiao Chu, take this lady to box 2." Seeing that Qin Youle didn't speak, the landlady nodded slightly like Qin Youle, as if she were making an apology.

Under the leadership of Xiaochu, Qin Youle walked through a very short corridor, followed by several more elegant private rooms, which are said to be private rooms, but compartments separated by wooden boards.

"Miss, right here." Xiaochu smiled at Qin Youle. When she smiled, she showed a shallow dimple. She was very cute and playful.

Qin Youle was about to enter when a man came out of another door. A man is dressed in suits and shoes. I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional. The watch shows that he is either rich or expensive.

"Miss, do you know this gentleman?" Seeing Qin Youle staring at the man, Xiaochu asked curiously.

"No." Qin Youle shook his head and walked into the private room. Obviously, this remote restaurant is only open to some rich people. To be frank, the guests in the store are basically a few very fixed old customers. When Qin Youle just came in, he saw all kinds of famous cars parked on both sides that are rarely seen at ordinary times.

After more than ten minutes, Huang Zhiming came in.

"How are you, madam? What do you think of the environment here? " Huang Zhiming looked at the scenery outside the window and said, "in fact, I think the location here is pretty good. I always feel quiet in the middle of trouble. The only bad place is that it's more remote and the road is not easy to go."

Qin Youle held his chin and asked curiously, "didn't you say that this area was forcibly demolished before? Why does this point seem so abrupt? Is there no reason? "

Huang Zhiming drank a cup of tea and shook his head: "at that time, the government insisted on forcibly demolishing the land. President Song dredged the relationship and left the restaurant. Moreover, from decorating to soliciting customers, in fact, it's all what President song does. I don't know why he does it. I just say that he has some friendship with the shop owner of this restaurant. "

The wind blew. Through the transparent window, Qin Youle saw the flowers in the flower house swinging left and right.

"It seems that the business of this restaurant should be good now?"

"Yes," said Huang Zhiming, with a little pride on his face, "when the restaurant was just built, it only lost money because of its remote location and little popularity. Later, President song often brought friends to eat. Gradually, everyone was attracted by the restaurant. Two years later, he began to make profits gradually. Now it can almost be said to be a huge profit. "

"Have you asked song Tingchen why?" Qin Youle asked curiously. She didn't know about song Tingchen's life in recent years. She had been deliberately avoiding it.

"Song didn't say." Huang Zhiming, holding his chin in one hand, said somewhat depressed, "many times, song always comes here alone, and sometimes even gets drunk."

Hearing Huang Zhiming's words, Qin Youle only felt a heart ache. She crossed her hands and didn't speak again.

Ten minutes later, song Tingchen and his other assistant Xu Bo appeared in the restaurant.

"President song!" Huang Zhiming stood up. He waved to Xu Bo and said, "President song, here you are. Xu Bo and I have booked a private room separately."

Song Tingchen nodded with satisfaction. At this time, the last thing he wanted was the light bulb, and it was still two big light bulbs.

"Tingchen, what do you like to eat?" The boss came in with the menu. When he looked up and saw Qin Youle, he was stunned. His lips opened slightly and swallowed his words back.

Seeing the boss's doubts, song Tingchen looked at her. Qin Youle took her hand and said with a smile, "boss, do you think the man in front of you looks familiar?"

"Yes," the boss nodded. He closed his eyes as if he were trying to think. After a while, he patted his brain and said excitedly, "Oh, by the way, I remember, it's Youle, Youle, right?"

Qin Youle nodded slightly: "boss, I haven't seen you for many years."

"It's really Youle." The boss was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He said excitedly, "Youle didn't think it was really you. You and Tingchen, now..."

"Legal husband and wife." Song Tingchen held Qin Youle's hand tightly and said seriously.

"Get married?" The boss can't believe it.

"By the way, this is happy candy." Song Tingchen enthusiastically took out several bags of wedding candy from his bag and put them on the table. "Boss, this is our wedding candy. By the way, it's the marriage certificate we got this morning."

"Really?" The boss was about to burst into tears. He grabbed the happy candy on the table and said excitedly, "Tingchen, I'll tell the one in my family now that she must be happy to shed tears."

"Old..."

Before Song Tingchen could speak, the boss rushed out with happy candy.

"Tingchen, I'm sorry." Qin Youle looked at Song Tingchen and didn't know what to say for a moment. She knew she was absolutely not amorous, but was surprised at Song Tingchen's persistence.

Song Tingchen reached over Qin Youle's shoulder, put his head on her forehead and whispered, "Youle, I never dreamed of today. This is probably the happiest time for me in recent years."

Qin Youle closes her eyes. At this moment, she doesn't want to go to Qinhuai or Qiao Qianyou. She just wants to snuggle up in Song Tingchen's arms and feel this rare happy time.

Just when Qin Youle and song Tingchen rarely enjoyed their time, the door was pushed in.

"Tingchen!" The landlady was extremely enthusiastic. She said excitedly, "Tingchen, the old man said you were married, didn't you? Is that true? "

Qin Youle quickly sat up straight. She saw Xiaochu winking at her secretly.

"Yes." Song Tingchen obviously didn't expect the landlady to be so enthusiastic. He stood up with Qin Youle and said, "aunt Jiang, this is my wife, Qin Youle."

"Youle, this is aunt Jiang. You should remember?" Song Tingchen looked at Qin Youle and said softly. His eyes were full of love. Anyone could see it at a glance.

"Youle? Is it really you? " The landlady's reaction was even more intense than the boss. She suddenly raised her volume and said in surprise, "when Youle came in just now, I thought this girl looked very familiar. I just didn't think of where I had seen her."

"However, Youle and Tingchen often had dinner with us before." The landlady said excitedly, "I told my old he that they would be together. Who knows, how could they break up later? It's a pity."

"Cough! Cough! Cough! " Boss he hurriedly stopped Mrs. Jiang's words.

The reminded landlady shut up in time: "however, fortunately, the two are finally together. It's very rare, really."

Qin Youle laughed with her. She was not a lively person, but this time she felt that such a noisy group of people was also very good.

The landlady took the menu and said, "today is the first meal for Tingchen and Youle after they got married. This meal will be done by me and Lao he himself. As for what dishes to cook, Lao he and I will arrange it. Just wait and stay."

"Sister, you have a blessing in mouth." Xiaochu ran over and explained to Qin Youle, "my parents haven't cooked in person for many years. This is an exception. It will be delicious."