Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Mi Xiaoqiao followed Meng Feifan into the restaurant on the second floor. There are already many employees eating in the hall.

Their arrival naturally attracted many people's attention. Everyone was still curious about the new beautiful female secretary around the president.

But because Meng Feifan is here, everyone doesn't dare to look at Mi Xiaoqiao wantonly. They just get up respectfully and say hello to Meng Feifan.

Mi Xiaoqiao saw that the two girls who had talked about her in the tea room in the morning were also in the restaurant, but at the moment, they had already restrained the gossip at that time, but modestly followed Meng Feifan's natural and unrestrained figure with admiring eyes.

Meng Feifan took Mi Xiaoqiao to the private room where he usually dined. The waiter immediately welcomed them, helped them open their chairs and put paper towels and tableware.

After a while, the waiter brought exquisite and delicious food, as well as red dates and tremella soup.

Mi Xiaoqiao glanced roughly and felt that the chef invited by Yaxiang must be no less than the chef of a five-star hotel.

Although these dishes are not as luxurious and sumptuous as a luxury feast, they have meat, vegetables, color, smell and taste. At first glance, it is carefully matched, and its nutritional value is not low.

"Eat." Meng Feifan said faintly and took the lead in eating.

Mi Xiaoqiao noticed that his eating appearance was very elegant, even the action of holding chopsticks was so beautiful.

It's really a noble son born with a golden spoon. His words, deeds and every move are full of natural dignity.

This man really has all the capital to attract women. But at the thought of having dinner with him every day and even staying in his house at night, MI Xiaoqiao felt speechless distress.

Maybe other girls know her situation and will envy her for being so close to their prince charming, and even laugh at her for not knowing her happiness.

However, she is different. She only stays here to pay her debts and listens to him. Of course, it's hard to feel free and controlled by others.

"Why? Not to taste?" Meng Feifan took two bites, but found that MI Xiaoqiao was just sitting thoughtfully with theout moving his chopsticks. He couldn't help asking.

"No, just suddenly thought of something." Mi Xiaoqiao whispered, picked up the bowl and began to eat silently.

"Work meal, be casual." Meng Feifan smiled and looked at her, half fake and half true: "in the evening, it's time for you to cook for me."

Mi Xiaoqiao jumped in his heart and wanted to say loudly: I can't cook at all and don't want to cook for you.

But when the words came to my mouth, I couldn't say anything. It only became a dull sentence: "in the afternoon, I'll contact my friend and let her be a witness."

"OK, I think I'll find a witness too. In this way, none of us will suffer." Meng Fanfan smiled calmly and thought in his heart that you want to find your friend, then I'll find Fang Rui. That boy is a lawyer and eloquent. Will he lose to you two girls?

Mi Xiaoqiao was speechless for a moment. I didn't expect that he would argue with her about such a thing. She's looking for someone, and he's looking for someone.

But it's also right to say that both parties have witnesses to sign the contract. Anyway, ye Feifei is well-informed and articulate. She should be able to help her, not so passive.

They fell into a silent state again, eating their own meals, and no one said anything.

At this time, the door of the private room was knocked gently, and a fat, smiling middle-aged man came in. He looked like the manager of the restaurant.

"Mr. Meng, are you satisfied with today's dishes?" the manager asked respectfully.

Meng Feifan didn't answer, but turned to look at Mi Xiaoqiao: "isn't it delicious?"

Mi Xiaoqiao was stunned for a moment. He was surprised that Meng extraordinary would consult her. It seemed that he really praised her.

To tell the truth, she didn't have a good meal this time. She just made do with one meal at a time. Today, after eating these exquisite delicacies specially prepared for the president in Yaxiang restaurant, she naturally felt delicious. It was so delicious, so she nodded and said, "well, it tastes good."

Meng Feifan smiled quietly and said to the manager, "you're looking for a good cook."

A simple sentence flattered the restaurant manager. You know, for so long, the president has been known for his coldness, arrogance and severity, and has never directly praised their restaurant. Today, I really owe it to this beautiful lady.

He looked at Mi Xiaoqiao with gratitude and said again and again, "we will continue to work hard, President, Miss MI, please take your time."

With that, he withdrew.

Meng Feifan picked up a piece of crab roe tofu and put it into Mi Xiaoqiao's bowl. His light tone was slightly sarcastic: "I like to eat so little. No wonder I'm so thin."

"I don't eat much." Mi Xiaoqiao pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "besides, I don't get fat if I eat more."

"All these have to be finished. Don't leave any." Meng Feifan gave her a few chopsticks again and again, almost ordering.

Then he scooped up a bowl of red dates and tremella soup and put it in front of her.

"Ah? Really want to finish it all?" Little Joe looked at a lot of delicious food in the bowl and the bowl of sweet soup.

"Of course, this is a job requirement. I don't like my secretary as thin as bean sprouts." Meng Fanfan announced calmly.

Who looks like bean sprouts? People say I have a good figure. Mi Xiaoqiao threw his mouth in disbelief and secretly responded to him in his heart, but he didn't speak again and ate honestly.

It's a little hard for MI Xiaoqiao to finish so many things at one time.

However, what made her even more puzzled was that the president of a large group even mixed vegetables and soup for her little secretary. It was a little strange.

By reason, she should serve him.

Didn't he say she had to take care of his daily life after work?

Why now, they seem to be upside down? It seems that he took care of her?

Although he spoke so fiercely. However, MI Xiaoqiao can feel that he is not bad to himself. Because in the past, my mother always asked her to eat more and often put nutritious dishes in her bowl

What kind of person is president Meng Da? Sometimes it's so fierce and sometimes it seems very kind. Mi Xiaoqiao can't understand him more and more.

And Meng Feifan, watching Mi Xiaoqiao eat the food in front of him. His bright black eyes, like the stars, swept a touch of tenderness that could not be hidden, like the moonlight on a spring night, lightly scattered on the water and sparkling soft waves.

To tell you the truth, this is also the first time he helped people with dishes.

Before today, he never dreamed that he would do these things for a girl one day.