Chapter 415

A star themed restaurant.

Song Qingyun and Lin Kexin sit opposite each other.

In the middle of the table are romantic flowers and candles.

Lin Kexin's eyebrows are bent and his lips are chuckled: "does brother Qingyun often come here?"

Song Qingyun, looking through the menu, is slightly shocked. Then he looks up and dotes on her: "every day when he is busy as a dog, there is no time."

Lin Kexin is not talking, but he is very happy.

She thought that he often brought other girls here, otherwise how could he be so familiar with light traffic?

After ordering all the features of the shop, song Qingyun handed the menu to the waiter, then sat up straight and looked at the person in front of him.

"I've been here a few times before. It should taste good. You can try it later."

Lin Kexin Duqi said, "I haven't had time to come here several times. Is that right?"

Song Qingyun chuckled, "my father forced me to come when opening and celebrating the anniversary. There's no way."

Lin Kexin's eyes widened and he was surprised: "this is uncle song's restaurant?"

When Lin Kexin was still living in the courtyard, song Qingyun's parents had been working in the catering industry, so that their parents had no time to take care of him and send him to Grandpa's courtyard to make a fool of himself.

I just didn't expect that in 1989, the restaurant of Song family had achieved star level.

Seeing Lin Kexin's surprised expression, song Qingyun touched her head. "I'm surprised. I didn't expect that they would do so much."

Song Qingyun never asked about his family's business. If he hadn't heard from his parents once, he didn't even know that their chain restaurants had opened up.

He doesn't like business, and he doesn't know anything about food and drink. Standing in front of the operating table all day with a scalpel is what he really likes.

Lin Kexin nodded and looked around subconsciously. Looking at the luxurious and atmospheric environment, he felt a little admiration.

She still remembers that before she went abroad, uncle song's restaurant was a small shop with only a few tens of square meters.

Today, the golden area of the city center is hundreds of square meters, and the traffic is quite good. It can be seen how prosperous their business has been in recent years.

"Not bad, brother Qingyun, you are a real rich second generation." Lin Kexin looks at him, joking.

"Come on, have you ever seen a rich second generation as poor as me?"

Song Qingyun smiled a little, and the topic between the two continued, completely without the strange feeling of not meeting in 1989. Still as before, what you want to say, even the action of serving food to each other is so natural.

"Will you come back this time?"

While eating and chatting, song Qingyun mentioned this problem.

Lin Kexin holds the chopsticks tightly, pauses a little, then says with a smile: "if my grandfather can really find a good husband for me, he will not leave."

Song Qingyun smiled quietly, "I wish you the best, then you can often come out for dinner."

Lin Kexin tries to test him on purpose. "It depends on whether the future boyfriend will be a careful eye. If he is careful to see brother Qingyun treat me so well, I'm afraid he's jealous."

"Is it? It's all jealous, so don't forget such men! "

"Hey, you're talking about lightness. You can't take care of the eye. Can you find one for me?" Lin Kexin complained jokingly.

Song Qingyun didn't speak, but silently continued to put vegetables on the plate in front of her, and the strange emotions in her deep eyes were rolling.