C426 Jealous of Her
What followed was the heated discussion between Ye Yuni and Jia Wanrou. Rather than calling it a discussion, it would be more accurate to say that Ye Yuni's "one on one" crosstalk turned into "two on one".
Ann Qianxi silently watched them listen to their conversation, I said, feeling especially happy.
For example, when Ye Yuni heard Jia Wanrou say, "Aiya, let's go eat western cuisine. I heard that the western cuisine is dark style with no lights. The waiters dress up like vampires to serve it."
Ye Yuni gripped her waist and said, "That's so scary. Should we go to eat or to see the Dreadful House? There's no need to go to a western restaurant in the Dreadful House. We can just watch you finish your makeup."
Jia Wanrou felt weak and fell face first onto the sofa, like a person suffering from hypoxia. Her eyes rolled back in her face.
His thoughts were still spinning. "But I have to say, aiya, I remember now. There's a special restaurant on Xiangshan Street, where the waiters wear a strand of muslin underpants. It's really sexy. Also, the sullen south is especially delicious there."
Ye Yuni's head almost flipped up to her head, "Sneaking guy?" "He can even eat that? Aiya, that thing must be extremely rare and expensive right?"
Ann Qianxi and Chi Shaojun were laughing from head to toe. Chi Shaojun gently touched Ann Qianxi's hair as if he was touching a obedient dog.
Chi Shaojun smiled gently. That smile was enough to break the hearts of thousands of girls, it was especially sexy.
"That's enough. Why don't we go to Hushi's Western Restaurant? I'll take you guys there." Chi Shaojun said.
Chi Shaojun drove his car while Ann Qianxi sat in the front seat and Ye Yuni and Jia Wanrou sat in the back.
The car drove towards the two leaves of the yellow parasol tree that floated in front of them. It was like a withered past. The car rolled all the way over, leaving behind a trail.
Ye Yuni's beautiful voice floated on the leaf, "Hey, Chi Shaojun, let me know. I'm treating you, I didn't ask for blood, right?"
Chi Shaojun tilted his head slightly and smiled warmly at Ann Qianxi, "With me here, I'll treat you. What are you afraid of."
With Chi Shaojun's words, Ye Yuni felt relieved. This was also because the price list of the Western Restaurant on this street was much higher than other restaurants of the same class.
Before, when Ann Qianxi worked with Ou Ney, she had checked this western restaurant because he was also one of Ou Ney's favorite western restaurant.
It had appeared in magazines as well, and it was the restaurant that had appeared at that time with a large group of top models.
The car was still moving forward. Jia Wanrou stuck her head out and the wind blew against her face. The way she stuck out her tongue made her feel as happy as an indefatigable Dachshund.
"Qianxi ah, I remember that this place was still in ruins. At that time, weren't there a bunch of bungalows crowded together? The smaller rooms only have one bed left, that's really sleeping immediately."
Jia Wanrou ignored Ann Qianxi's gaze and continued chattering, "Isn't that the size of my underwear and underwear seen by others? Many men have already seen through my underwear!"
Ye Yuni rolled her eyes at Jia Wanrou. Of course, she didn't notice that there were a few cold stars in the corner of her eyes.
"Here, it was once a place for migrant workers to live. It became a villa complex in 2011 under the drastic reforms, and very few people spend a lot of money to live here. Its price can definitely filter out 99.99% of the locals."
From Ye Yuni's words, it could be seen that the price of this place was really not cheap. Actually, it was quite normal as well. In the leasing zone in the center of the city, there were many houses that were destroyed and rebuilt.
Ann Qianxi believed that it was the same in other cities, but the only difference was that no other city was as fast or as fast as the one Ann Qianxi lived in.
It was just like when they first came here to live a few years ago, Ann Qianxi still used a normal phone, but now all of them could use Apple.
A ruin can be turned into a palace. Ann Qianxi looked at the people in the car and couldn't help but think that a ruin could turn into a palace.
This villa area was like the most expensive city center rent, with a handful of diamonds and a layer of gray, noble silk. It could be said that the other five-star hotels had already become a coal mine's back garden.
Thus, the villas here were all giving people an excuse, "I'm very expensive, but you can't afford it." He didn't even have the qualifications to bomb people's material bottom line.
When they entered the western restaurant, they started to take their seats. When Ann Qianxi saw the price of the vicious menu, she finally understood why this restaurant could filter out 99.99% of the people in the city.
In the dim light, she saw a curvy figure wrapped in a black dress.
It was Zhu Zhu.
The person beside her was Ou Ney.
Ou Ney was wearing a Western cashmere jacket. The open buttons made his body look exceptionally slender. The pure black jacket made his face look as pale as paper, as if he absorbed all the light into it.
Zhu Zhu was wearing a small black dress with a collar that did not look like a brand, but instead looked like a noble satin.
In the past, Zhu Zhu liked to wear clothes that revealed her shoulders. At that time, Ann Qianxi and Ye Yuni had teamed up and mocked that she was old. The first one to get shoulder strain would definitely be Zhu Zhu.
But now Ann Qianxi had completely overlooked this point. She was wrapped in a small dress wrapped in black gauze, like a shiny jewel in a shell, elegant beyond measure.
Ou Ney tilted his head slightly as he talked to Zhu Zhu. His slender white fingers pointed at some things on the expensive leather notebook.
Ou Ney's voice was slow and soft, and he couldn't help but want to listen. Under the light, Zhu Zhu had a professional and charming expression.
Her porcelain shoulders were smeared with an amazing sexiness in the light, and her protruding butterfly bones held all the men's eyes, her swan neck, her tiny waist.
The gazes of all the men in the restaurant were like drowning hands, firmly grabbing Zhu Zhu's back.
Zhu Zhu's expression when looking at Ou Ney was more like a lake rippled by the moonlight. That person was none other than Ou Ney. He was someone from the same family as Chi Shaojun.
Ou Ney took off his jacket and handed it to Zhu Zhu, who passed it to the waiter.
By the time Zhu Zhu turned around, Ou Ney had already pulled out the chair for Zhu Zhu. This was a habit of Ou Ney and Chi Shaojun, who had grown up abroad.
Whether it was her subordinates or elders, as long as it was a woman, they would take the initiative to pull out chairs for her at Western cuisine and open the door for her when they were in the car together.