The domineering president's barbaric wife

"What are you looking at?" Finally, Shen Xiaonian decides not to escape any more. He takes his eyes from the outside, looks at Leng Mohan and asks.

Leng Mo Han smiles, inexplicably, just like the old fox who has lived for thousands of years: "come on, let's continue to talk about the topic we haven't finished in the car."

Not to mention the topic on the bus, Shen Xiaonian began to feel angry again: "you can't always ask me, now it's my turn to ask you!"

Leng Mo Han didn't hesitate. He nodded and agreed.

"You said, what questions did you ask me in the car? Did you... Did you think I was impolite?" Shen Xiaonian's voice unconsciously brought a little grievance.

Sometimes, women's vulnerability is like this, which makes people unprepared.

"No, I never thought about that." Leng Mohan looked directly into Shen Xiaonian's eyes and said, "I only ask you because I care about you."

After listening to Leng Mohan's explanation, Shen Xiaonian's heart begins to feel comforted. Even so, she still had a little doubt: "I'll ask you again, why do you want to ask me if you can find out about the photographer yourself?"

Leng Mohan, helpless, took the lemonade on the table and took a gulp of it. After a long time, he said, "read it, let's change our mind. Do you think that if I don't ask you, I just send someone to investigate behind your back, do you think you will be happy? " After that, Leng Mohan left some time for Shen Xiaonian to think, and then continued to say, "I think the answer in your heart must be No. You'll think I don't respect you enough, on the surface, behind the scenes. "

Shen Xiaonian thought for a long time in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Leng Mohan's words were very reasonable.

Seeing that Shen Xiaonian had an epiphany, Leng Mohan began to take the sensational route. He deliberately lowered his voice, and then said in a very magnetic and bewitching voice: "so, I'm going to give the two of us another chance."

"What chance?" Shen Xiaonian is at a loss and doesn't know it. He seems to be deeply immersed in the dream of cold ink and cold weaving.

"An opportunity... To be honest with each other."

After the waiter left, the table in front of Shen Xiaonian and Leng Mohan was already full of sweet potatoes on different round plates.

The smaller round bowl contains French cream shrimp soup. The bigger one is a round dish, which contains side dishes and main dishes. The side dishes are usually fresh water, fish in sea water, and the main ingredients are meat and poultry dishes. Shen Xiaonian especially likes fish. Leng Mohan doesn't like fish. Therefore, only Shen Xiaonian has a side dish in front of him.

Finally, dessert, coffee, or tea. The dessert hasn't come up yet, so Shen Xiaonian doesn't know what Leng Mohan ordered for himself or for her.

Lengmohan ordered a glass of red wine with the year, while Shen Xiaonian ordered a cup of black sugar milk tea for him.

Of course, he was so cold that he didn't want to share a glass of red wine with others. So he specially asked the waiter to take two wine glasses.

Shen Xiaonian has the right to decide whether to drink or not.

Shen Xiaonian is always afraid of trouble. For Western food, it's a long way off.

During the seven years of living in s country, Shen Xiaonian generally did not choose to eat in a western restaurant unless it was necessary for business. Of course, when I go to a western restaurant occasionally, I usually choose the dishes I used to eat, which saves a lot of trouble. In the middle of the hall, a player in a black tuxedo is wantonly venting his feelings on the black and white keys of the piano. Some people in suits are listening with interest. Shen Xiaonian doesn't know whether they really understand the player's feelings or whether they are just pretending to understand them.

"What do you think of his performance?"

After hearing the cold voice, Shen Xiaonian quickly recovered from the player. Leng Mohan just asked her, what do you think of the player? Shen Xiaonian wants to laugh. He doesn't know piano at all. How can he speculate the ideas of piano experts?

"I don't know." Shen Xiaonian said honestly, "I only played the piano in the third grade for a few years. That's half the weight. "

After listening to Shen Xiaonian's words, Leng Mohan just smiles and doesn't speak. After listening to Shen Xiaonian's words, Liu Yi's figure suddenly flashed in the cold ink cold brain sea. Thinking of Liu Yi doesn't mean Leng Mohan thinks of her, but, in that moment, he seems to suddenly understand something.

The Anna Hotel on Wuyue mountain, if there is no accident, should be opened by Li Haoyang for Liu Yi. The hexagonal piano and the photo of Liu Yi at the back of the room are not accidental. Thinking of this, Leng Mohan could not help thinking about a deeper level. He asked himself in his heart, is the story behind Anna Hotel true or false?

However, no matter whether the legend is true or false, the people who told him this story at that time, Leng Mohan sighed, it is impossible to prove it again.

Two people listen to a little song, mouth still eating cream soup, not leisurely. When they were full of wine and food, the topic turned to the photographer who was deeply bewitched by Athena.

"What's the name of the photographer you're talking about?"

Shen Xiaonian took a sip of juice: "Tony. Have you heard it? It's a foreigner, but I don't know which country it's from. "

Tony, Leng Mohan said these two words back and forth for several times. He didn't know much about the news about art, but the more he read, the more familiar he was. What's the matter?

After thinking for a long time, Leng Mohan still didn't get any useful information from his mind. In the end, I just don't want to. Changed the topic, and Shen Xiaonian continued to chat: "by the way, Nianzhi, when I came to pick you up today, you were accompanied by two people, a man and a woman. Who are they?"

Leng Mohan doesn't know about Dean and Zhou Lili. When he asks Shen Xiaonian, he just wants to test whether Shen Xiaonian knows or doesn't know about Dean's "real" identity.

"They... The woman is my good friend, Zhou Lili. The man over there is Lily's agent, Dean."