V1.Chapter 135

The whole room is covered with red roses. Even the ceiling is red. In the middle of the room is a round tea table. Two high back seats are placed opposite each other. Two European style candlesticks are placed on the left and right of the seats. The flashing candlelight gives out a dazzling light.

Seeing the surprise on Tong Jiahui's face, Jiang Xiaonian smiles and says in a soft voice, "Jiahui, this is what I prepared for you. Your favorite European romantic style."

Wang Fanbai, standing beside Tong Jiahui, glanced at Jiang Xiaonian and said: "it's a pity that the name of this room is not rose garden. Otherwise, it's more suitable for the scene!"

"If Jiahui likes it, I can ask someone to change the sign on the door immediately." Jiang Xiaonian frowned and said to Tong Jiahui.

"It's OK to change the brand, but the room is obviously redecorated. All the tables and chairs should have been in Chinese style before." Wang Fan felt his chin and looked at the furnishings in the room.

Finally, Jiang Xiaonian seized an opportunity to fight back. He said with a sneer, "it seems that you still can't understand Jiahui's preferences. When she was in University, she loved European architecture and furnishings most. Unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity to invite her to travel to Europe."

Hearing that Jiang Xiaonian even wanted to invite Tong Jiahui to travel abroad, Wang Fan scolded in his heart: "grandson, what a bad way!"

Although he disdained Jiang Xiaonian's dirty ideas, he didn't show it on his face. Wang Fan felt his chin and said: "I really don't understand European style, but in such a big room, with such a small table and two chairs, don't you think it's empty? Are all the tables and chairs piled up behind your roses? "

After being run by Wang Fan, Jiang Xiaonian's angry face turned black and blue. It took a long time to calm down his anger. He said coldly, "I invited European designers to arrange the layout and design here. What can you understand?"

"Ha ha, Mr. Jiang, you misunderstood me. I think the table in the room is too small and the chairs are not enough. There is no way for the three of us to sit down." Wang Fan pointed to the table and chair in the middle of the room and asked deliberately.

"Well! I didn't mean to invite you! " Jiang Xiaonian said with gnashing teeth.

Looking at Jiang Xiaonian who wanted to eat people, Wang Fan nodded and said, "since Mr. Jiang doesn't welcome us, let's leave!"

After that, without waiting for Jiang Xiaonian to speak, Wang Fan turned and walked to the corridor. Tong Jiahui, who was holding his arm, naturally followed him and left the room.

Seeing that Tong Jiahui was about to leave with Wang Fan, Jiang Xiaonian immediately stood there as if he had beaten eggplant with frost.

Facing Tong Jiahui's back, Jiang Xiaonian called out in a low voice: "Jiahui, you..."

"I'm with my fiance." Before Jiang Xiaonian finished, Tong Jiahui didn't reply.

Knowing that Tong Jiahui is a determined defender of Wang Fan, Jiang Xiaonian clenched his teeth and said, "Mr. Wang, please stay. I've arranged another room. Let's go there and sit down and have a chat."

Wang Fan, who was about to walk to the elevator, stopped, turned to look at Tong Jiahui and asked, "I'm hungry. Do you mind eating here?"

"When you marry a chicken, when you marry a dog, you decide!" Tong Jiahui answered with awesome power.

The dialogue between the two people is very clear, but when it comes to Jiang Xiaonian's ears, it is as painful as acupuncture.

Just when Wang Fan thought Jiang Xiaonian would be furious, he heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and Jiang Xiaonian caught up with him, with a smile on his face.

Standing in front of Wang Fan and Tong Jiahui, Jiang Xiaonian said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I made a joke with you. I've arranged the room. Please appreciate the special features here."

The unexpected change made Wang Fan frown, but he soon understood the reason.

As the saying goes, abnormal must have demon.

Jiang Xiaonian made such a move, either in order to find an opportunity to run Wang Fan in front of Tong Jiahui, to achieve the effect of turning the tables and seizing love.

Or there are other attempts to Tong Jiahui, so that he has to put down his face and make such a difficult thing for him.

In the present situation, even the blind can see that it is more difficult to take Tong Jiahui from Wang Fan than to ascend to heaven. With Jiang Xiaonian's intelligence, he will not do such a stupid thing.

So Jiang Xiaonian's only purpose is to have other purposes for Tong Jiahui.

As for the purpose, Wang fan is not easy to guess. After all, Tong Jiahui's identity and background are deep. What Jiang Xiaonian wants to do is not known!

Since Jiang Xiaonian's performance is so hard, Wang Fan naturally can't live up to his wishes. He patted Tong Jiahui's hand and said softly, "Jiahui, give Mr. Jiang a face. Let's have a meal here!"

"Good!" Tong Jiahui's clever reply.

Jiang Xiaonian tried to hide the anger on his face, but after all, the distance between the two sides was too close, so it was futile.

Under the guidance of Jiang Xiaonian, Wang Fan and Tong Jiahui come to the room with a lotus pool. The tables and chairs in this room are full of strong Chinese culture, and the simple and generous furnishings give people the charm of walking leisurely by the river.

"Oh! Or is Chinese civilization comfortable! How bright! Many... "Originally, he wanted to pretend to be a scholar, but later, Wang Fan got stuck, which made him really embarrassed.

Tong Jiahui secretly pinched Wang Fan's arm and said with a smile, "how refreshing

"Yes! feel fresh! Ha ha Wang Fan looked at Jiang Xiaonian's iron green face and said with a proud smile.

Waiting for the three people to take their seats one after another, the waiter, at the command of Jiang Xiaonian, prepared the dishes for them tonight.

"This is a wild large yellow croaker. Please have a look at it!" The chef standing at the door, pushing a cart with a glass jar, showed the big yellow croaker in the glass jar to the three people in the room.

Jiang Xiaonian, sitting opposite Wang Fan, took a look at the chef at the door and said to Wang Fan with a smile, "Mr. Wang, this is an authentic wild large yellow croaker. The market price is 10000 yuan per kilogram."

Looking at Jiang Xiaonian's face of a local tyrant, Wang Fan said in a flat voice: "is that right? Is it that expensive? "

"Of course, Jiahui used to love fish, so today I specially let the wild yellow croaker prepared here." Jiang Xiaonian flatters Tong Jiahui.

As soon as Jiang Xiaonian finished, Wang Fan smoked and said, "this fish is gone. Jiahui can't eat fish."