Chapter 280： man falling from the sky

Chapter 280 The man who fell from the sky

It was just after 6 pm, the restaurant's box was fully booked, and there were only empty tables in the lobby on the second floor.

Tang Qi chose a table by the window so that she could observe the surroundings and enjoy the night view of the imperial capital.

He Heng is far from here and will not arrive until an hour later. Tang Qi didn't eat anything on the plane, so she would be a little hungry, so she ordered a braised pork ribs noodle to support her stomach.

After a while, the pork ribs came up.

Ying-white noodles, light brown soup, seven or eight pieces of pork chops with ruddy color and rich sauce fragrant, decorated with a few green vegetables, Jiang Ziyi can't stop drooling.

Tang Qi has a problem with food protection, and is resolutely unwilling to divide Jiang Ziyi, even a single bite.

Jiang Ziyi had no choice but to order another bowl.

After eating the pork ribs noodles, Jiang Ziyi burped and looked at the noodle bowl in front of Tang Qi that was cleaner than his bowl, "Can you still eat it later?"

Tang Qi took a tissue and wiped his mouth slowly, "I'm just five full."

Jiang Ziyi hiccupped again:…

At 7:30, He Heng arrived in a hurry, and before he could settle down, he kept apologizing to the two of them, "I didn't expect it to be more crowded than City B. In order to apologize, I'll treat you this time."

Jiang Ziyi took a toothpick and shaved his teeth, and Daer gave him a dignified look, "This young master is still sitting here, which round will you invite."

He Heng wasn't angry either, he said with a smile, "I'm late, I should treat a guest, have you ordered?"

Tang Qi handed him the menu, "I ordered a few things I like, you order yours."

Having experience in western restaurants before, He Heng was not polite this time, he invited a waiter, ordered three dishes, and asked Jiang Ziyi again.

Jiang Ziyi was filled with a large bowl of pork ribs noodles, which would have no appetite at all, but thinking that He Heng wanted to treat guests, he took over the menu, picked the most expensive signature dishes, and ordered four or five.

Tang Qi gave him a blank look, "Whoever orders it will get it, if you can't finish it, pack it up and go home to eat."

Jiang Ziyi put down the menu unhappy, lowered his head to her ear, and complained, "Uncle isn't here, you shouldn't like this little boy, right?"

Tang Qi was about to say something when someone suddenly approached behind him, and immediately smelled the familiar fir wood.

"What whispers need to be so close?"

's low and indifferent voice almost didn't frighten Jiang Ziyi into having a myocardial infarction.

He stared at the man who suddenly appeared, "Little, uncle, why are you here?"

After asking, I immediately went to see Tang Qi.

Tang Qi took the tea and drank it leisurely, as if she couldn't see the man behind her.

Jiang Ziyi got up cowardly, sat across from him, and lined up with He Heng.

Mo Shaoshen took advantage of the situation to sit in the position Jiang Ziyi let out, put his arms domineeringly to the side, and landed on the back of Tang Qi's chair as if he had sworn sovereignty.

He Heng could no longer maintain his polite smile. He looked at Mo Shao Shen with a pale face, his lips moved, but the other party was too strong and his eyes were dangerous and sharp. He didn't even have the courage to ask who the other party was.

Mo Shao Shen leaned in front of her and asked her in a low voice, "Don't you want to introduce your friend?"

The distance between their faces was no more than 20 centimeters, and the breath of his words sprayed on her ears.

The fragrant cedar fir was mixed with a very faint smell of disinfectant.

Her cold heart suddenly softened.

"He is He Heng, an alumnus of my Western Vocational College." After speaking, he introduced the two to He Heng, "The one next to you is Jiang Ziyi, he is..."

She looked at the man beside her, "Mo Shaoshen."

He Heng had never been in contact with the social circle of famous families in the imperial capital before, nor did he know the identities of Jiang Ziyi and Mo Shaoshen.

He formally greeted the two of them in a gentle and generous manner.

Mo Shao leaned back on the back of the chair calmly and domineeringly, his left arm still domineeringly resting on the back of Tang Qi's chair, and his black eyes looked at He Heng on the opposite side.

The low voice was indifferent and a little indifferent, "What is the relationship between He Chaorong and you?"

Kiki has also learned to master the routines~~

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