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Not long after Qi Ye hung up, Tina stopped her car in front of Wen Liang, and then got out of the car to open the passenger door. She respectfully called out: "Young Madam, please!"

Wen Liang sat in the front passenger seat and then said to the Tina driver, "Actually, it doesn't matter even if you call me Lawyer Win."

"Without the airs of the First Lady, she is easy to get along with and feels very gentle. Anyway, I feel like she's pretty compatible with our CEO. " Tina said with a smile.

However, Tina shook her head with a serious expression and said, "No, my ID is …"

Tina fell into a shy silence.

"You're not 'iN'? "Who is that?" Wen Liang looked at Tina in confusion. "Don't tell me 'iN' doesn't mean the two letters in the middle of Tina? Furthermore, the tone of the thread at that time sounded as if he knew Qi Ye very well … "

Tina shook her head in embarrassment, "About that... My ID's name is Kick You There. "

Wen Liang: "....."

Kicking you there means Tina, Tina.

This was simply … Too creative.

Then who was the 'iN' that seemed to know Qi Ye very well?

Tina escorted Wen Liang to the entrance of Ferris' restaurant. The person who opened the door for Wen Liang was … Bao Rong!

And it was even Bao Rong who was dressed in a waiter's uniform.

Thin Secretary: "..."

"Please come in, Young Madam."

"Cosplay?" Wen Liang asked Thin Secretary if he was playing a role.

Thin Secretary's face darkened again. Previously, the only one who bullied him was Young Master, and now there was a new Young Madam …

"You should be wearing the female waiter's clothes, but it's even more eye-catching!" Wen Liang gave the Thin Secretary a serious suggestion.

Right now, Thin Secretary wanted to quickly send this young madam into the hands of the young master, but the young lady took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped and stopped, turning her head to look at him with a serious expression.

Bao Rong took two steps back in fear, covered his chest with both hands and said seriously: "Young Madam, I'm not wearing women's clothing, please forgive me … …"

"Who asked you to wear a woman's outfit, I just want to ask you a question." Wen Liang said.

This scared Bao Rong so much that he quickly let go of his hands and reverted back to his previous professions, "Please ask."

"Are you on the company's gossip forum?"

Bao Rong nodded, then hurriedly explained, "I swear, Young Mistress, that I will always appear on the forums after work, I definitely won't joke around during work hours!"

"Who asked you that? "What's your ID?" Wen Liang asked.

Why did Bao Rong feel that this question was deceptive?

"Is your ID name 'iN'?"

Bao Rong shook his head.

"Then what's your ID?" she asked again.

Bao Rong was considering whether he should answer the young mistress' question. Unexpectedly, Wen Liang opened his mouth and asked: "Thin Secretary, do you really want to wear female attire?"

"I'm the 'little secret'!" In order to refuse the female attire, Thin Secretary almost blurted out his answer to Wen Liang's question.

After hearing Thin Secretary's answer, Wen Liang took a long time to regain his senses. He looked at Thin Secretary meaningfully and said, "I understand, little secret ~"

"..." He was a proper secretary, why did it sound like he had some sort of relationship with his young master from the mouth of his young mistress?

Bao Rong decided to silently lead the way for the young mistress!

Wen Liang walked into the restaurant. It was currently the peak hour, but there was no one around. He turned his head and looked at Bao Rong strangely as he asked: "Did your young master take over the room?"

"Young madam, we have arrived." Bao Rong pointed to the table opposite Wen Liang and asked.

was sitting there, wearing an ink-blue shirt with two unbuttoned buttons on the collar. He was leaning on the chair as he answered the call.

Bao Rong stepped forward and helped Wen Liang pull open the chair.

When Wen Liang sat down, Bao Rong took a bottle of red wine that had woken up a long time ago. From the look of it, red wine was definitely worth a lot of money.

After pouring wine into two beautiful red wine cups, Bao Rong clapped his hands. Beautiful dishes were brought to her by a waiter with a cart. All kinds of dishes dazzled Wen Liang's eyes.

Presumably catching her gaze, he smiled back at her reassurance smile, then quickly ended the conversation on the phone.

Bao Rong nodded his head towards the pianist, who put down the music manual and started waving his fingers on the keyboard.

A beautiful white piano with tripods immediately began playing elegantly. Green Sleeve. This song was still fresh in his memory. The melody of the classical folk song was tinged with a tinge of sadness and beauty.

"You've booked the place?" She withdrew her attention and looked around.

"I didn't." He replied.

"Why would the peak of the restaurant..."

"Have a taste of these three dishes." He pointed to three delicate plates on the table.

When Wen Liang took a closer look, he realized that the three dishes were exactly the same. It was just that the shape of the plate was different.

"Are you here to find fault?" Let me find the difference between the three dishes? " Wen Liang asked as he picked up his fork. But he still tasted the three dishes that Qi Ye had pointed out just now in coordination. Only then did he ask, "You asked me to come here to try out the dishes?"

"Yes." He raised his eyebrows and gave a sharp and precise answer.

"If you want to try something, then try it. Why are you still playing 'Green Sleeve'?" "It's a sad song..."

"Weren't you going to play it for me all those years ago?" He pointed to the dish and asked Wen Liang, "Which one suits you best?"

It made her act like a clown.

Qi Ye turned his head to look at Bao Rong who was standing at the side.

In the middle of eating, Wen Liang suddenly raised his head and looked at Qi Ye innocently, with a broccoli in his mouth.

"Let's try out the main course." The three dishes were exactly the same.

Wen Liang began to ask warily, "What is the purpose of the cuisine?"

"Let the restaurant take its essence to the dregs."

"I can only replace my own taste. I'm not a food critic, so I can't replace the taste of the masses." Wen Liang put down his fork and said very seriously.

"As long as it suits your taste." He cut a piece of steak and held it to her mouth. "Try it."

In the end, she still ate it.

From the appetizer to every dish after that, although he had only taken a single sip, he could not keep himself warm. In the end, he shook his hand, "I can't take it anymore, I can't hold on anymore."

"Thin Secretary." Qi Ye called out the Thin Secretary's name.

Thin Secretary took the tablet computer in his pocket and fiddled with it.

A white curtain suddenly dropped from the sky behind him. The music reached its climax, and the shade around the French windows in the dining room fell. The restaurant was enveloped in darkness, only the sound of the piano could be heard.

When everything fell into darkness, his sense of hearing and sense of smell suddenly became much sharper.

Just as she was about to speak, warm yellow lights flashed around her. Then, he fell into darkness once more.

Behind her, in the white curtain that had fallen down a moment ago, a screen suddenly appeared. The pianist who had finished playing had already left the white grand piano in the darkness.

Bao Rong who was dressed in the servant's attire pressed a button and turned on the projector.

The huge scene was projected onto the white curtain.

On the screen, thunderous applause could be heard. On the huge stage, there was a black triangular piano playing. Behind him, the champagne curtains accentuated the elegance and elegance of the black grand piano. The words "Graduation Party" hung on the curtain, glittering in gold.

In the camera, Wen Liang was wearing a long white sleeved chiffon shirt with an elegant bow on her chest. She was wearing a light blue pleated skirt. Beneath his feet was a pair of snow-white canvas shoes. It was a pair of pure and quiet shoes. Compared to the bogus kid from his childhood who practiced martial arts blindly, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

She stood on the stage, obediently bowing to the audience before slowly walking towards the piano.

Sitting on the piano stool, she had long hair that fell to her waist. Her long hair, which was as black as seaweed, was scattered around her waist. Her long, snow-white fingers danced on the black and white keyboard of the piano …

"How did you get this video?" Wen Liang turned his head to ask Qi Ye in shock, only to realize that all the employees in the restaurant had all disappeared. Qi Ye also didn't know when he had already stood up, but he quietly walked to her side. In the instant she turned around, a kiss fell from the corner of her mouth.