Chapter 687

The waiter put the white plates on the table one by one, and then put two cups of espresso in front of them. He turned around and just wanted to leave, but mu Peihan stopped him.

"Isn't the banana boat ready yet?"

The waiter shook his head. There were too many food lists in the back kitchen. Besides, this kind of cold food is usually eaten after meals. But looking at mu Peihan's anxious expression, she could only politely reply, "wait a minute. It will be ready in a minute

Fu Chen is biting chopsticks and looking at mu Peihan's absent-minded appearance. The questions in his heart are like bubbles.

But if she doesn't say it, he can't ask any more.

Can only suppress the curiosity of the bottom of my heart, holding a spoon boring playing with the white plate of mousse.

At last, nearly a quarter of an hour later, the waiter came to the two people's seats with a boat shaped glassware. She put the banana boat on the table, took out a blue ball pen from her pocket, and drew two strokes on the order menu on the table, "your meal is ready."

Mu Peihan nodded, picked up the silver spoon, and slightly trembled to reach out to the sailboat shaped cold goods.

I don't know if I miss the original taste too much. The white cream brings a strong aroma.

As many years ago, when I was a child, I felt happy.

There is a slight shaking in the eyes, and the tears are gradually converging, which will drop in the twinkling of an eye.

She lifted her head up and closed her eyes to let the tears flow back to her eyes.

Fu Chen looked at her series of actions in doubt, and unconsciously picked up the spoon, dug some cream from the banana boat and put it in her mouth.

The taste is not very good, at least it can't compare with the cold products in five-star hotels.

In my heart, the evaluation of this store has been lowered a bit. It seems that I still have to go to Michelin restaurant in the evening to make up for it, so as to revive my taste buds.

"When I was a child, I was very naughty and often went home covered in ashes. Dad opened a restaurant at the door of his home and made a lot of delicious food every day. Because I don't like fruit, but I like cold food very much. So dad made a boat with some fruit and cream ice cream. It's called the banana boat

Mu Peihan readjusted his mood and looked at Fu Chen. His tone was full of nostalgia.

So, maybe her father owns this shop?

The chatterbox is not easy to open. Of course, Fu Chen has to follow this line and continue to ask.

"And then? Is your father all right now? "

Words just export, pay dust to see mu Peihan's face for a moment dim down, the hatred rising out of the eyes let his heart can't help but be surprised.

"He died in a car accident. The restaurant has also been handed over to others. Almost during that time, all my life was destroyed. "

"How could there be a sudden accident?"

Look at her expression, I'm afraid it's not a simple car accident, otherwise, how could her eyes suddenly become sharp.

Is it someone else's intention to cause trouble? But he is just the owner of a small western restaurant. How can he form such a big hatred with other people.

"Natural and man-made disasters. The world has never been fair, and disasters always come suddenly, leaving people without any resistance. "

Originally, he looked directly into his eyes. When he said this, he turned to other places.

It's a bright dodge.

Is it possible to have a relationship with him? At least that was 20 years ago. At that time, he was just a child. How could he drive out and hit someone.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very awkward.

"Don't these people just have to work overtime? Why do you have to eat this restaurant and pack it back? What a hassle! "

The abrupt female voice came from the door, as clear as a wind chime, but obviously with a great sense of complaint.

"It's going to be all night. Let's buy it quickly, or we can finish the plan earlier. "

Men's low voice line has a light doting, obviously most of the words are to comfort the woman next to them.

"Boss, take ten baked rice and ten lattes, by the way."

Originally, Fu Chen frowned and looked very unhappy, but when he heard the last sentence, he stood up from his seat and turned to look at the gate.

There stood three people, a man and a woman standing side by side in the back. The man was wearing a black coat, with a brown scarf around his neck. His eyes were very serious, and his rigid appearance made people tired.

The woman is wearing a white silk hat, a scarlet sweater and a bright smile on her lips. She looks innocent and pure.

And the figure standing in front of these two people is familiar to Fu Chen.

The brown windbreaker highlights a woman's exquisite waist line. On her white face, she has a pair of distant and indifferent eyes. Her hair is well coiled into a purse shape. One or two strands of hair hang behind her ears and sway in the air with the wind.

Fu Chen shocked to see to her, the voice in the mouth also can't help raising two points.

"Zhao Yang?"

Mu Peihan, who was sitting opposite Fu Chen, saw his action and stood up from his seat. His two eyes looked at the woman's position and looked at her up and down.

Not very beautiful, there is no brilliant place, ordinary throw to the street, immediately will be inundated by the crowd.

Did Fu Chen leave her in the bar because of this woman?

She is inconceivable again focus on the body of pay dust, "what's the matter?"

Not far away, Zhao Yang seems to feel a burning look and turn his head to their direction.

But at the moment when I saw Fu Chen, I was stunned.

They haven't met each other since they made it clear last time. Unexpectedly, they met here by chance.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

Her eyes over pay dust, naturally also saw the woman standing behind pay dust.

He likes this woman, right? Sure enough, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. By contrast, she is just like an ugly duckling. She is not on the table at all.

I'm convinced.

"Hi, what a coincidence."

I've seen it. I can't take it as if I didn't see it.

Zhao Yang tried to be generous and waved to Fu Chen, saying hello.

Originally thought that this even past, but did not expect to pay dust pressure did not want to let her go, went straight to her in front of two eyes staring at her.

"It's a coincidence. Is Miss Zhao here for dinner?"

In a word, Miss Zhao has pulled the intimacy between two people far away, just like a stranger.