Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

This is an ordinary snack bar, only two blocks away from Bai Su's usual work place. It sells fried rice in the morning and fried rice at noon.

The boss is a native of Yangzhou. His fried rice is very authentic. His colleagues in the company like to order takeout in this restaurant when they are too busy to leave at noon.

The place of the snack bar is not big. It is estimated that it is only 30-40 square meters. There are not so many tables and chairs. I have to rush to work in the morning. There are a lot of people in the shop. Those who can't get a seat directly buy breakfast and leave.

Han Zhaoxue obviously didn't eat in this kind of small restaurant. He was very fastidious from childhood. Of course, to a large extent, it had something to do with his allergic constitution. After a long time in a high position, he was used to sharing meals in large restaurants. He was pulled to the small restaurant on such occasions, and it was a bit out of place to stand there.

Bai Su thought that with Han Zhaoxue's temperament, she certainly did not want to eat on such an occasion, so she made up her mind to take breakfast away early in the morning, but before she could speak, Han Zhaoxue said, "you go to get dinner, I'll find a seat."

Bai Su looked at him strangely, but he didn't say anything at last. He went straight to the line to get food. Han Zhaoxue strode into the restaurant. He stood in a small restaurant like a big ice cube. With a cold face, she glared at some middle school girls who were chatting while eating. She was so scared that she didn't finish her meal, He grabbed the schoolbag and ran away with his companion.

Uncle Han, who bullied the little girl, had no sense of guilt. He sat at the table and stretched out his hand. With the magnetic, he often met a group of old doggies' speechless voice on the negotiation table. He said lightly, "waiter, come and clean up."

When he yelled, his tone was serious. The people in the seat next to him looked at this side strangely. After a short silence, he continued to eat again.

In such a small restaurant, there are not a few waiters in the shop itself. Now it is the peak of the meal. Generally, people who are anxious to eat and go to work don't pay so much attention. When the waiters are free, they will come to clean up naturally. It's useless to call. But Uncle Han doesn't understand this. After calling, no one answers, his face suddenly looks a little ugly.

When he wanted to say something else, Bai Su came over with breakfast, put the bean foam in front of him, pushed the tableware that the girl had just passed the examination to the side, and said in a low voice, "there is only one waiter in this shop. Now he helps in the kitchen. Make do with it. What do you want to eat, fried dough sticks or fried wheat? There are only these two kinds here."

Han Zhaoxue was very dissatisfied. Hearing Bai Su's words, he was a little irritable, as if he had been gently pacified with his hands. He even felt a little happy, especially when he saw Bai Su's gentle attitude towards him. He attributed it to the sequelae of the beautiful night last night, so he lowered his voice and said, "cook wheat."

Bai Su nodded and went to line up to get Shaomai.

Han Zhaoxue was in a good mood, but at this time, he heard a young man on the table beside him whispering to the girl opposite him, "such a big man, with no gentlemanly demeanor, asked his wife to queue up for breakfast. He was really at ease. He looked like a dog..."

Han Zhaoxue

As soon as he was cold, he turned his head and his sight shot like a sharp stab. When he was just chatting, he suddenly felt like an egg in his throat. His face turned pig liver color. He closed his mouth. When his girlfriend saw Han Zhaoxue's handsome face, he murmured in a low voice, "if you want to grow up like this, I'm willing to serve you like this. I can't eat grapes here I didn't see you as a gentleman when I said sour grapes. When we were on blind date, you ya still followed me AA. I was so unlucky to marry you for eight generations. I'm gone! "

"You woman, have a meal, and why do you mention those things well..."

Han Zhaoxue frowned and looked at Bai Su, who was photographed in the middle of the breakfast line. There were men in front of her, so her thin body was even weaker.

Han Zhaoxue's heart was suddenly pricked by a needle, numb pain. When he was young, even though he didn't like the little crying bag behind him, he never let a woman come out for him. When did he get along with Bai Su like this? When was it that he could enjoy the kindness of Bai Su to him? He squanders Bai Su's tenderness and consideration, and resents her over tenderness. However, he never thinks about what he has done in these years, who should have sheltered Bai Su from the wind and rain as a husband.

On the wedding night, the sentence "I'll never love you" was like a magic barrier, which rooted in his heart. For so many years, he didn't want to face Bai Su squarely. He always thought that the time was long enough for him to comb slowly and locate the relationship between him and Bai Su. However, when he didn't understand it, he had already regarded Bai Su's contribution as something Of course, let the originally inferior woman in the dust even lower than before, even as a sister, he should not let her rush in front of everything, not to mention his decent wife, the first time he felt that he was quite scum.

This kind of feeling comes too turbulent, even when he reacts, already unconsciously walked to Bai su.Bai Su was stunned when he saw him. He thought he was worried. He said in a low voice, "it's going to be there right now. Go ahead and wait."

Han Zhaoxue's lips moved, and in the end, he did not say anything, but pulled her out of the line and stood in.

Bai Su Zheng Zheng Zheng, Han Zhaoxue looked at her, tone calm way, "see what to see, quickly go in to eat."

White pigment

She did not understand or understand Han Zhaoxue's sudden nervousness. Bai Su did not argue with him on such an occasion. She thought that it might be that Mr. Han wanted to taste the feeling of ordinary people queuing up to buy breakfast. Anyway, she could not understand Han Zhaoxue's behavior since she was a child. For example, he, who did not like playing games, went to play one new year's eve one year Xiao, when I came back, I brought her a limited edition Winnie bear puppet that I couldn't buy. She told her that it was a gift given by the female owner of the game shop when she saw that he was handsome.

He never liked to explain his behavior to others, and Bai Su never guessed through, so he nodded meekly and sat back at the table waiting for Han Zhaoxue to have dinner.

The breakfast in the shop is very delicious. The fried wheat filled with chicken and shrimp is packed with plump fresh corn kernels. After a bite, Han Zhaoxue, who usually doesn't eat much breakfast, has a very good appetite today.

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