I really don't want a second marriage

Xiao Yan was not angry, and the introducer came back at this time and just heard what Mr. Lin said.

"I'm sorry you didn't meet my requirements."

He let out a sigh of disappointment on his face.

It seems that this business is really impossible.

Xiao Yan was not angry, smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, I knew I wouldn't succeed since you put forward the conditions, but I still want to tell you that although Mrs. Lin has died, she has always remained in Mr. Lin's heart. And..." she lowered her eyes and seemed to think of someone.

"Mr. Lin is very happy to be able to stay with and love Mr. Lin."

Like her, she never got anything, let alone lost it.

Mr. Lin looked at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

"Well, I'm glad to see Mrs. Lin's recipe today. I'm honored, but my father is still waiting for us to take care of him in the hospital, so I have to go first."

With that, Zhou Xiaoyan got up, took Luo Huimei's hand and whispered, "goodbye, Mr. Lin."

Luo Huimei was extremely disappointed and led forward by Xiao Yan, but there was a call from Mr. Lin behind her.

"Just a moment, please."

Zhou Xiaoyan stopped and looked back.

"Mr. Lin, is there anything else?"

"What do you think of 100000 a year?"

Zhou Xiaoyan: "ah?"

She didn't seem to hear what Mr. Lin was saying, but Luo Huimei stared, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

"Although you haven't met the conditions for rent exemption, you can at least reduce it to 100000 a year. I don't know if Miss Zhou is still satisfied with this price?"

Zhou Xiaoyan held her breath, "Mr. Lin, this is..."

As like as two peas, "you are the first chef to see through my heart, and the people who came to me before to discuss the conditions... They just want to show their cooking in front of me, or they will not be reluctant to do the same thing as my wife."

But only he knows.

His wife is dead. There will never be a second person in the world who can make the same taste.

No matter how much you imitate, the taste belonging to his wife is always unique.

Xiao Yan jumped out of this limit and made a bowl of noodles with his state of mind. No one likes the bitter taste, so this bowl of noodles... Is really terrible.

But when the pain came to an end, I felt a faint sweetness at the tip of my tongue.

Like every endless night, after mourning his wife, he remembered the sweetness of her smile.

"Therefore, the rent is 100000 a year, and I hope... Her efforts will not be in vain after she leaves."

*

After coming out of the Lin family villa, Luo Huimei felt as if she were in a dream.

"It's incredible, Xiao Yan. Why didn't you tell your mother in advance? My mother thought you really worked hard according to the menu. I didn't expect you to be original."

The introducer also nodded and praised.

"Yes, I said Miss Zhou was smart. I didn't expect Miss Zhou to be more powerful than I thought."

With a faint smile, Zhou Xiaoyan softly explained: "in fact, I'm not smart, but I know that every cook has his own taste, just like people are independent creatures. Even if they are similar again, they won't be the same person."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xiaoyan's thoughts drifted away slowly.

After she talked to Mr. Lin, when she was ready to leave, Mr. Lin looked at her as if he wanted to stop talking.

At that time, Zhou Xiaoyan really didn't know what he wanted to say, so he could only look at him quietly.

Finally, Mr. Lin smiled and suddenly said, "Miss Zhou, if you also find the person who can stay with you, you must not give up and cherish it."

That sounds like nothing special.

However, after careful tasting, it seemed that something was wrong. After all, how could Mr. Lin say such words to her?

But... What's wrong?

Everything seems to be going on reasonably.

The other party just didn't want his wife's decorated store to fall into ashes, so the conditions proposed were extremely harsh, but she broke the rule. Although she didn't meet his conditions, but

"Xiaoyan, when we get back later, we'll tell your father the good news, and then we'll prepare to open a shop. Anyway, the decoration is ready-made. We just need to see a good day and open a good one."

Zhou Xiaoyan recovered and nodded.

"OK."

Forget it, what's strange? It's just like this. It's reasonable. She'd better stop thinking about it.

"By the way, when your shop opens, should you inform your friend? After all, people treat you so well and take care of you so well that you have to invite her over." Luo Huimei is still very happy. After all, she didn't expect her trip to be so smooth.

Zhou Xiaoyan knew that the man her mother said was Han Muzi.

After she left the company, probably because she escaped, she didn't talk to Muzi on the phone and didn't go on wechat, so they haven't been in touch for a long time.

I don't know how she is now.

Now that you have decided to put it down, what else can't you face?

The more you are afraid, the more you have to face it.

"OK, I'll call her this evening."

"Yes."

And the other side

After those people left, Mr. Lin sat there and looked at the face in front of him in a daze.

I have to say, this is the worst bowl of noodles he has ever eaten in his life.

It's bitter when you put it in your mouth.

But he couldn't help tasting it again and again, in order to lose the sweetness after the bitterness.

A moment later, he seemed to think of something, smiled relieved, and then took out his mobile phone to dial a phone.

"She has a good eye. She is a serious and thoughtful girl."

The other end of the mobile phone was silent for a while, and a cold voice came.

"It's settled?"

Mr. Lin nodded, "well,"

Then he thought of something funny, "I haven't seen you for so many years. I didn't expect that the first thing you asked me was for a woman."

The other party obviously didn't want to continue the topic, "I have a meeting at half an hour."

Mr. Lin glanced at the time on his wristwatch: "there are five minutes left from half an hour. Just talk with me. How do you know each other?"

"... Lin Xuzheng, how did she pass? Although I opened my mouth on this matter, I know your harshness."

Hearing this, Lin Xuzheng bowed his head and ate a mouthful of noodles again, seriously feeling the taste on the tip of his tongue.

"She... Reminds me of my wife."

The other party breathed, "what?"

"But don't get me wrong. I don't think too much of her. What I just said is a little ambiguous. It should be that her face reminds me of my wife."

Hearing that the other party was silent again, Lin Xuzheng said with a light smile: "the little girl is very good. If you have that meaning, you should cherish it. Life is short. If you don't stay together now, you won't have a chance in the future."