Ji Chengze took An Ruixin to a very stylish western restaurant.

In the separate private room, the lights are shining, and the square table in the center is covered with red and white striped tablecloths.

Several light white candles swayed from side to side, and the plain white roses were inserted in the delicate glass bottles, and the crystal dew on them could still be seen vaguely.

An Ruixin saw this scene and there was a meal at her feet. Ji Chengze walked a few steps forward, and found that An Ruixin hadn't followed, and turned his head to look at her doubtfully.

"what's happenin?"

"No...nothing." An Ruixin woke up suddenly and hurried to a short distance.

As soon as he approached the table, before he could move, Ji Chengze had already stepped to the table and helped her pull the chair out.

This development is really not right!

An Ruixin's heart trembled, but she managed to maintain a smile on her face, walked over generously, and took her seat: "Thank you."

Ji Chengze nodded, bypassed the square table and sat down opposite An Ruixin.

As soon as the two of them were seated, the waiter in the restaurant came over immediately. As for Ji Mingcheng, as early as when the two entered the restaurant, they were very winking.

"What do you want to eat?" Ji Chengze took the menu and handed it to An Ruixin.

An Ruixin was not polite. She took the menu and flipped through the menu and smiled and said, "Just give me a seven-mature steak."

Ji Chengze nodded, and ordered more meals and desserts just from the menu. Of course, there is also a bottle of pure red wine.

The waiter took the two ordered menus and left, and suddenly there were only two people left in the private room.

The candlelight on the table flickered, reflecting the embarrassed and embarrassed faces of the two.

I don’t know how long it took, the two finally couldn’t help but break the silence: "You..."

The two people who were speaking at the same time were startled. They looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes for a while, and An Ruixin couldn't help but laugh.

"Um... how is Grandpa Ji recently? Is the leg injury okay? I have been busy with work recently, and I don't have time to visit him."

"Grandpa is fine, the injury is almost healed." Ji Chengze said something as if he had thought of something, and then added, "I often talk about you, and your soup."

An Ruixin was stunned: "My soup?"

"Well, he likes it very much."

An Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, she did not dislike her for not cooking well.

"Well, then I will bring it to him next time I visit him."

An Ruixin didn’t finish her words, so Ji Chengze asked confidently, “Where’s mine?”

"Huh?" An Ruixin couldn't keep up with Ji Chengze's escape thinking, her face was dull.

Ji Chengze looked at An Ruixin's casual expression, his eyebrows were twisted a little displeased: "You said before that you want to make soup for me."

If you don’t tell me, I almost forgot!

When I went to deliver soup to Mr. Ji, Ji Chengze asked her for soup once, but at that time she thought Ji Chengze was more joking with her.

So, this person was not joking at the time? Does he really want to drink his own soup?

An Ruixin raised her eyes and glanced at Ji Chengze, and asked tentatively: "Then next time I go to give Grandpa Ji soup, one piece will be delivered to you?"

"Hmm." Ji Chengze was satisfied, and the corners of his hard lips rose slightly.

This person is...laughing?

An Ruixin's eyes tightened suddenly, staring at the smile at the corner of Ji Chengze's mouth, feeling a little dreamy inexplicably.

Unexpectedly, this person looked very difficult, but he was surprised when he really came into contact...It was so good.