Chapter 813

"Hello, miss. Is that one?"

Han Muzi stood in front of the Sichuan restaurant for a long time. He walked into the store with one foot and left the other outside. He had to stand there for a long time. The waiter finally couldn't help coming out and asking.

Han Muzi looked up and saw a very young man standing in front of him, with clean eyebrows and eyes, as if he were a Chinese, but he spoke English to himself.

She nodded subconsciously, "well, alone."

The young man's face showed a happy look: "eh, you are Chinese? I just saw you standing here for a long time. Do you have any doubts?"

Han Muzi smiled: "no, just on the phone."

Then she whispered to George at the other end of the cell phone, "I have something else to do. Hang up first."

Then hang up the phone with a click.

"Don't hang up, sister-in-law. Let me talk to you for a while... Sister-in-law??? Hello???" George yelled at his mobile phone, and he heard the busy tone.

It's over. How does he feel like he's done something bad with good intentions? After he had to have dinner with Duanmu family, he quickly called Han Muzi to inquire about the situation. Who knows, Han Muzi didn't answer his phone after two or three calls, and didn't even reply to wechat news.

It's not like her character. Finally, George almost blew up her cell phone, and the other party still didn't answer his phone.

So George panicked and subconsciously felt that Han Muzi must have known about it and was angry, so he didn't want to answer his phone.

So when Han Muzi called, he would talk so mindless.

"You're stupid, George."

He stretched out his hand and kept knocking on his head. He really wanted to be stupid. He should test it first. Maybe his sister-in-law didn't know about it and could recover it.

But now?

After he said it, will his sister-in-law not be his sister-in-law?

No, he has to call yetingchen and tell him, otherwise he won't have to recover at that time.

George quickly called yetingchen. Who knows that the other party was the same as Han Muzi before. The phone was through, but no one answered at all.

George didn't know where their dinner appointment was, and his cell phone couldn't get through. He turned around in a hurry, grabbed the car key and ran out.

*

After Han Muzi was welcomed in by the young man, she found a position by the window for her, and then handed her the menu.

"We haven't come to China for a long time. You are the first Chinese I met in the last half month. For the sake of our compatriots, I'll treat you today. Just open your belly."

Han Muzi took the menu and was absent-minded, but the other party was so enthusiastic that she was embarrassed to ignore it. She could only say with a smile: "thank you for your kindness, but we just met by chance. How can you spend money?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Meeting is fate."

"No, thanks."

Han Muzi looked at the menu and ordered some casually. In fact, she likes Sichuan food very much and won't be very selective.

"Is that all? It's very kind of you."

Han Muzi smiled: "I can check out myself. Thank you."

The young man left with the menu.

Han Muzi sat alone in front of her seat in a daze.

Today, he went to discuss the engagement with Duanmu family.

What is he doing these days? Is it because he runs to his home every day that he has an illusion?

Or, because of the kiss in the office, she had an illusion.

I think yetingchen knows her subconsciously even though she doesn't have her in her memory, so she will make those actions.

She even felt that she was very close to victory.

But when she heard the news today, she suddenly felt... She didn't seem to have taken a step.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi lowered her eyes and sat in a very quiet position.

This shop is very fast. Maybe the Chinese take care of the Chinese. Han Muzi's list was sent up soon.

After the young man served the dishes for her, he sat down opposite her and looked at her with his mobile phone: "did you come abroad alone?"

He stared at Han Muzi's eyes. The woman's eyes were so beautiful... He seemed to fall in love at first sight.

"No." Han Muzi shook her head, picked up chopsticks and said faintly, "I came with my husband."

The next second, the smile on the young man's face stiffened for a few minutes, which seemed a little embarrassed.

"Anything else?" Han Muzi raised her eyes and looked at him.

The man coughed and shook his head: "it's all right, then you use it slowly."

Han Muzi symbolically ate. She was greedy before she entered the store, but now these foods have no taste in her mouth.

She reluctantly ate a few chopsticks, then did not continue to eat, but took a paper towel to wipe the corners of her mouth, and then got up to check out.

The young man didn't come out again. After she settled the bill, she left the Sichuan restaurant.

*

At this moment, in a top hotel

"It's really rare that our two families can sit together so neatly for a meal." Wei Chi Jin looked at Duanmu Aotian and Duanmu Xue sitting opposite and was a little surprised: "by the way, why didn't Azer come with you?"

Duanmu Aotian stroked his beard and smiled: "he has other things to do, so I didn't let him come together."

Duanmu Xue looked at yetingchen sitting next to Wei Chi Jin. There was a shy look between her eyebrows. She looked down at her skirt.

This skirt was bought for herself by her special client. It took her a lot of trouble to get the only skirt.

It is said that the designer was designed by a woman named duanmuxue. Although duanmuxue has not seen each other, her friends like the designer's works very much, but her works are too difficult to buy, and it is said that she has not designed much recently, so many skirts photographed in the past are not willing to wear, so take them back and put them as models.

It took her a lot of money to get this one.

The makeup is also carefully designed. With this skirt, I hope I can leave the best impression on yetingchen.

She even thought that when the marriage was booked, she would also find the skirt designed by this person. She was willing to pay a high price for the other party to design her own wedding dress.

When she was careful, she thought too far. Duanmu Xue's cheeks were red when she came back to her senses.

The elders of both sides knew the purpose of coming today, so they began to talk about business after three rounds of wine.

Duanmu Aotian looked at the handsome yetingchen. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He really deserved his favorite granddaughter.

He put down the small wine cup in his hand and looked up at Wei Chi Jin.

"Old man Yuchi, I still remember that we intended our children to become relatives before. It's a pity..."