Chapter 441 Two more
The thirteenth floor of the World Trade Center, the early 'Centre Omakase.
"Miss Zhu, I've ordered, what would you like to eat?" The handsome young man in a trench coat, named Zhao Ying, was looking down at the menu.
"It's all right." The woman he became Miss Zhu was the woman Ning Youguang helped to get back the bag before.
The surname is Zhu, and now she is Mrs. Zhao.
At this moment, the expression on Mrs. Zhao's face was very complicated, full of regrets and regrets.
"Ah..." She picked up the teacup and put it down again, "I don't have a good appetite, baby, you need less."
Zhao Ying smiled with a good temper, "Then I'll order you a one-man craftsman."
"It's fine." Mrs. Zhao's mind was not about eating or drinking. "Baby, why didn't you tell me before that there are such good-looking girls in your school?"
"I told you." Zhao Ying laughed.
"When did you say it, why don't I remember it?" Mrs. Zhao narrowed her eyes slightly.
"I didn't tell you a few times when the school started in my junior year. Our school's psychology department came to a school girl who is very good-looking and has excellent academic performance."
"..." Mrs. Zhao got stuck.
This kind of thing, my son must have said it.
But the speaker is intentional, and listening has no intention.
A few years have passed, and she only vaguely remembers the time when her son was there. Indeed, she always said before her ears that a very good school girl came to the school club. As for the rest, she doesn't remember at all.
stunned for a while, she looked at her son and sighed, "Hmph, you just mentioned it casually, how can I remember so much?"
——"Besides, is your school girl particularly good-looking? It's a little fairy. You should have told me at the time that a little fairy came to your school. I must remember it clearly!"
"Mom." Zhao Ying's head hurts at his arrogant mother, "Let's talk a little bit about it, shall we? It's very nice. I think the words are very accurate."
Mrs. Zhao couldn't refute this, but she was still a little angry, "You mentioned to me that your club has an excellent junior girl, but every time you talk about her, you are talking about the things you have in the club. , I didn't care about it."
"She and I are in the club. If I don't talk about the club, what else can I say about her?" Zhao Ying was dumbfounded by Mrs. Zhao's resentful eyes.
Mrs. Zhao looked at her son with even more resentment, "You have a temperament like your father! Except for work and study, your brain is not smart at all, alas..."
Zhao Ying chuckled and shook his head, "Work and study, just doing these two things well, I already feel that my brain is useless."
"Humph!" Mrs. Zhao turned her head away, too lazy to look at her son who was not on the same channel as her, "Drinking tea, drinking tea, my heart is very blocked."
Zhao Ying is still very tolerant of his mother's temperament from time to time.
"It's a little hot, you drink it slowly."
The son is still a sensible and obedient good son, except...
Mrs. Zhao turned her head, her rich and graceful face lost her anger, and began to sigh again, "My baby is so good, it would be better if we could talk about a good girlfriend."
"Mom..." Zhao Ying looked helpless, "Didn't you say you want to be an enlightened parent? Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"
"I feel uncomfortable." Mrs. Zhao touched the bag that was put aside and puffed up, "I had a thrilling day today, and my mood was also ups and downs. Now I'm depressed~"
"I'll call your husband and ask him to come over to accompany you?" Zhao Ying's eyes turned slightly, and she picked up the phone.
Mrs. Zhao immediately held down her son's hand that was about to make a call, "Who wants to accompany the old man!"
"Then how do you feel better?" Zhao Ying looked distressed, "Just now the police called to say that the robber was caught, and we'll have someone check his case later, to make sure that he can take the old man through the rest of his life. Bar?"
"Who cares about him?" Mrs. Zhao stared.
"Then your bag is not lost, shouldn't you be happy?" Zhao Ying asked slowly.
"I was very happy..." Mrs. Zhao looked at her son's handsome face with complicated eyes, "But I'm not happy now."
"Where are you unhappy, tell me." Zhao Ying coaxed with a good temper.
"The daughter-in-law I just fell in love with was gone in less than half an hour." Mrs. Zhao turned around a few times, but Xiao Jiujiu in her heart still couldn't hide it.
Zhao Ying actually felt her mother's careful thoughts when her mother called him frantically and asked him to come back.
"Daughter-in-law?" He asked slowly, "Ning Xuemei?"
"Otherwise?" Mrs. Zhao felt like she had lost tens of billions when she thought that the little girl who looked like a fairy and had a good hand had a boyfriend.
feels awful.
"Jincheng's top student in the college entrance examination, a professor at the National University of Science and Technology who was awarded the title of professor at the age of 26, and has a good-looking appearance. Such an excellent little girl, what else can she think of without being a daughter-in-law?"
"Mom, you're right." Zhao Ying nodded, "I also think she is suitable for IKEA."
"You?" Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up instantly.
"But you saw..." Zhao Ying took off his glasses and leaned back on the chair, "It's so good, the little girl who should be in IKEA is now in someone else's house."
"I saw it." Mrs. Zhao approached her son, "That's why I feel bad."
"How can I not feel uncomfortable?" Zhao Ying slowly put on his glasses again.
"Yeah, how can I not feel uncomfortable?" Mrs. Zhao tilted her head and thought, "Her boyfriend looks good too."
Having said that, she turned to look at her son again, "To be honest, I think that boy looks better than you, your schoolgirl has a smart brain and good eyes..."
"A bunch of raw cuds, his person is like jade, he really looks good." Zhao Ying raised his hand and laughed lightly.
At the same time, he recalled in his mind the one he had just seen downstairs, the face that was hard to describe, but unforgettable.
——The most interesting thing for him was the look in the eyes of the other party on him.
A pair of very beautiful eyes, with a smile on the corners of the eyes and brows, but the emotions overflowing from the bottom of the eyes are like dark surges, like sharp blades, like rain and dew, more attractive than the beautifully carved facial features.
"I remembered, I have seen him before." Zhao Ying said playfully.
"You know him?" Mrs. Zhao was curious.
"I don't know." Zhao Ying shook his head slowly, "I just accidentally saw a video of a school girl with him." 1314
(end of this chapter)