Chapter 150

Obsessed with looking at the empty position, yiruier's mental abacus played loudly.

"Ha ha." Why can't ilanyou guess her ninth birthday? After a hearty laugh, ilanyou said with one hand on his chin, "but it's not so good. I have a engagement. I can't help it, eh..."

It seems that her very aggrieved words really make irier mad with jealousy, and her obsession with things, but ilanyou is just like she can't get rid of them.

"Sister is a real joke." Ariel felt stiff with laughter.

"Well, then I won't be kidding." Ilan you hooked his mouth.

The change of attitude completely froze irier's face. Is ilanyou showing off? Is it showing love in disguise? What do you mean!

"Lan you, it's still up to study." Yhorn frowned slightly. Although he didn't feel much about the engagement between yilanyou and longtianqi before, he still had a change of thinking as he got along with each other day by day, and gradually began to put himself in the position of a father's concept and idea to ask yilanyou. ? "well, good dad." Ilan you nodded.

When she heard the words of yihaoen, Fang Fang's eyes flashed a hint of displeasure. Yihaoen's concern for yilanyou made her uneasy.

"I really care about my daughter." Fang Jihong smiled and said, "I'm really jealous of my daughter."

"Where is it?" Yihaoen smiled: "Fangzhuo is becoming more and more useful now. By the way, why didn't he see others today?"

"On business." Fang Jihong smiled and waved: "I'm going to Italy. I can't come back today."

"Oh, that's it." Ihorn nodded.

"Is Xiaozhuo still running out all year round?" Fang Lian sighed, "the older the child is, the more difficult it is to manage. He doesn't know how to miss home."

"Not really." Fang Jihong also sighed.

"Elder brother, it's time for you to talk about Fangzhuo. Today is his grandfather's birthday." Fang Jiwei said with a frown.

“……” Fang Jihong didn't reply. He was not satisfied with his younger brother. He usually cheated and played tricks to stop him. What's the day today? However, he dared to do such a small act. What he lost was Fang's face.

"Enough." Fang Qiren, the owner of the Fang family, frowned and stared at his brainless second son.

He was stared by his father, and Fang Jiwei lost his voice. He only scolded his elder brother several times in his heart, and then looked at table 01, class B, not far away. I don't know how Fang Lian arranged it.

Fang Lian is a very smart person, but she is no more than a daughter. If it is done today, he will arrange an excellent marriage for Fang Lian, which is a great honor given by his father. If it is done wrong today, it is also Fang Lian's fault. There are some ways to avoid this fire on himself.

Fang Lian perceives Fang Jiwei's line of sight and nods with a smile. The smile doesn't reach the bottom of her eyes. It's the opposite of the smile on her face. Her eyes are full of impatience.

"How are you, sister?" Fang Yuan looks back frequently at the direction where Ilan you is sitting. She would like to pluck Ilan you's hair by herself.

"Don't worry." Fang Lian patted Fang Yuan on the back of her hand, then smiled warmly, "when did your sister let you down?"

"Yes." Fang Yuan also smiled and nodded her head hard. Yes, Fang Lian never let her down.

Looking at Fang Yuan's trusting eyes, Fang Lian smiled from the bottom of her heart this time. Everyone in Fang's family was so indifferent and selfish. Everyone was eager to step on the most close people for their own interests. Only her sister, only Fang Yuan, kept her innocence and frankness.

Different from other people's pretentious postures, Fang Yuan will say her true thoughts, wants, loves and hates every time All of them, she did not hide, such a good quality in the eyes of Fang Lian is the most perfect jade in the world, is her treasure.

At this time, long Tianqi also came back. He sat down beside ilanyou and nodded his head: "done."

"Yes." Ilan raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes glimpsed a figure at the entrance, and Ilan settled his mind: "here comes."

Long Tianqi looked in the direction of Ilan you and nodded: "well, here he comes."

Fang Qiren stood up and took the initiative to leave. "Chef Chi, please come here." His voice is not big, but let everyone listen to the truth, this call out, others also frequently look.

In the catering industry of state Z, the three kitchen gods and twelve kitchen immortals have an unshakable position. Ten years ago, the three kitchen gods lived in seclusion together, claiming that they would not accept any more apprentices. Only the chef's leading meeting held every two years can see their true appearance.

There are some connections among all walks of life in Z city. Today, in addition to the four families, the family business of other guests is more or less related to catering. I saw that Fang had the ability to invite Chi Chu Shen, one of the three chef gods, to everyone's surprise. It's no wonder that Fang prohibited reporters from entering. This Chi Chu Shen is the most low-key and grumpy of the three chef gods It's weird. I hate journalists.

"The old longevity star is as blessed as the flowing water in the East China Sea, and the longevity of Nanshan Mountain is not old pine." Chi Chushen is about sixty years old. He has gorgeous hair, bright eyes and a straight back.

"By your good words, by your good words!" Fang Qiren side invitation: "this way please, this way please."

"Good, good." Chi Chushen smiled and walked to the first class 01 table.

"Uncle Chi." Fang Jihong and Fang Jiwei immediately seemed familiar with each other and said, "sit here."

"Yes." Chi Kitchen God answered and sat on the seat beside Fang Qiren.

After Chi cheshen sat down, Fang Qiren signaled to start serving.

Looking at the servant who comes here with dishes and drinks, Ilan's eyes gradually sink. On the other side, Fang Lian looks up at one of the servants with fruit wine.

The servant lightly nodded his head and then slowed down his pace. When the dishes were almost ready, he brought two cups of fruit wine to the first class table 01. He put the left cup in front of irier and the right cup in front of ilanyou. He remembered that he put [ingredients] on the right side and pure fruit wine on the left.

Yilanyou's mouth slightly raised the fruit wine at hand and shook it. The red fruit wine drew a delicate water arc in the transparent goblet. She didn't need to see it. Now she must have a lot of eyes looking at her, staring at her, waiting for he