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Tang Mengyao humbly asked for guidance, and built good relations with the other departments, working hard to learn techniques, hoping that she would open a restaurant with a unique style.

The radio was not usually crowded, but it was very stylish. Perhaps its taste is not the most beautiful, but taste and decoration is definitely the most unique.

The place was a little remote, but the people who came here often all had their own tastes. Tang Mengyao often saw some artists come to this place. Sometimes, they would just study the decorations in a restaurant and leave after eating a steak in satisfaction.

It was only later that Tang Mengyao found out that these seemingly messy arts were actually priceless. It was so expensive that Tang Mengyao couldn't help but shrink back her neck. She finally understood why her family's dishes were so expensive.

It turns out that the price is not in the ingredients, but in the enjoyment of art. However, a person like her, who could only see money, did not understand the charm of art.

He only felt extremely comfortable, but the other feelings weren't as deep.

Han Junli brought Jiang Meilan and coincidentally arrived at Radio Western Restaurant. Tang Mengyao was completely stunned, as if her entire body had been sucked dry.

After not seeing him for more than a month, he seemed to have gotten skinnier, and his entire body was emitting an even more mature cold air.

Jiang Meilan took his arm and walked in intimately. A handsome man and a beautiful woman attracted quite a bit of attention.

The front desk clerk nudged Tang Mengyao, causing her to come back to her senses. She braced herself and walked over.

"Please enter, both of you."

Han Junli's clear and cold gaze did not even glance at her, but simply used his hand to lightly pat the nearby Jiang Meilan, revealed a few traces of tenderness, and led her in.

Tang Mengyao opened a private room for them and originally wanted to leave. However, Jiang Meilan stopped her. "Miss, your attitude is very good. Could I trouble you to help us?"

Jiang Meilan purposely pretended that they did not know each other. But Tang Mengyao still refused.

"I'm sorry Madam, I'm only here to welcome you. I'm not very familiar with the service of the dining table, so I'm afraid that it might affect your meal. I should find an excellent waiter to serve you."

Tang Mengyao used all of her strength to prevent herself from fleeing in panic.

Han Junli sat in a position not five meters away from her, looking down on her with that kind of haughty indifference. It was as if he had already forgotten about her. Other than pain, there was no other feeling in his heart.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Meilan still smiled and said, "It's alright, we are not crafty guests, we won't make things difficult for you."

The graceful and elegant tone was indeed comfortable to listen to. Only, Tang Mengyao knew clearly how dark this woman's heart was.

Then he turned to Han Junli and smiled like a delicate flower: "Jun Li, what do you think?"

Han Junli then raised his head, a complex expression in his lazy eyes as he coldly glanced at her. He said without a care, "You are here to serve."

These words were clear and unhurried, but it decided whether she would stay or not. No matter how unwilling Tang Mengyao was, she could only stay and order and serve the dishes for the two of them. Looking at the man that she missed at such a close distance, Tang Mengyao had an urge to escape.

Why was it that even though she knew it was impossible, she still couldn't just treat him as a stranger?

"Any good recommendations?"

Jiang Meilan sensed the fluctuations in their gazes, and her gaze wavered slightly as she asked in a gentle voice.

Tang Mengyao snapped back to reality and pointed at the signboard. We can try the steak we let go. "

Han Junli announced the verdict, "Then let's have two steaks and a bottle of red wine, followed by two cups of coffee. As for the taste, I'll leave it to you to choose. "

Tang Mengyao was startled, he looked at Han Junli with a complicated feeling in his heart. What did he mean? He was clearly pretending not to know her, but why did he let her decide for his taste?

Tang Mengyao bit her lips and asked Jiang Meilan. "This lady here, why don't you help your boyfriend determine the taste and brand of red wine."

A boyfriend, in the hearts of the three people, had stirred up quite a bit of commotion. Han Junli's gloomy eyes turned to Tang Mengyao, and his heart ached from scratching.

It had only been a little more than a month, how could she be so thin that her chin was pointy? Why was his face so pale? Was he sick? Since he was ill, why didn't he take a good rest at home? Why did he still come to work?

Han Junli frowned. Even though Tang Mengyao was such a big person, she still didn't know how to take care of her.

could clearly see the minute changes. "His heart, which was on guard, suddenly tensed up and he hurried to say something." "It's okay, you decide. As long as you choose it well, it's fine."

After saying that, he smiled and urged, "We're a little hungry, so let's hurry up the kitchen a little."

Tang Mengyao lowered his head and retreated. His absent-minded gaze was filled with pain. How could he be so calm when she was standing in front of him?

Inside the private box, Jiang Meilan's slender hand rested on top of Han Junli's big palm, and she asked with deep concern: "Jun Li, what's wrong? You don't seem happy? "

Han Junli withdrew his hand, his face ice-cold. "It's fine." These two simple words had sent Jiang Meilan away, but the worry in his heart, was still able to make him a little crazy.

He still shouldn't have come here to eat. Seeing her trying to hide from him, Han Junli felt terrible. He wanted to pull her into his arms, but he couldn't.

It had been extremely difficult for him to reach this step, so he couldn't let his efforts fail.

Suddenly, he stood up. With a bit of frustration, he said, "The company still has some matters to attend to, so I'll go back first. After you finish your meal, I'll get the driver to pick you up. "

Jiang Meilan immediately chased after him, "Jun Li, no matter how busy you are, you still want to eat? I'll go and hurry them up a bit, then I'll go back with you after we finish eating. "

However, Han Junli did not have any intention to stop at all. He only wanted to quickly leave this place that was filled with her aura. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to endure the longing in his heart and would tightly embrace her.

Jiang Meilan watched Han Junli's emotionless back as he left, and stomped his feet in anger. It was all that bitch's fault. Otherwise, how could Han Junli abandon her?

Jiang Meilan returned to the private box filled with anger. A pair of furious eyes stared fixedly at the door, and the fist on her leg couldn't be any tighter.

Tang Mengyao pushed the door open and entered. She could clearly feel a sharp killing intent, and after confirming that it was not Han Junli, she instantly heaved a sigh of relief.

Jiang Meilan had never been a threat in her eyes. What she was afraid of was her uncontrollable heart. She was afraid that she would humbly request to return to Han Junli's side.

Tang Mengyao carried a tray as she brought out a bottle of red wine. Raphael, although it wasn't considered a top-grade wine, but its taste was pretty good this year.