C8 Talk about Terms and Conditions

Gu Bei Yang narrowed her eyes and stared for a moment before she returned to her senses with a grunt and looked out the window. She hated the confidence of this man who had everything in his control.

What happened tonight seemed to have been planned by the other party when she thought about it calmly.

He appeared at the banquet and took her away. He knew that she would not listen to him and follow him, so he had even prepared the bargaining chips for the negotiation. Song Qi Zhi was indeed a ruthless person. With just a piece of information, he was sure that she would definitely take the bait.

The place that Song Qi Zhi brought her to seemed to be a private restaurant, and the woman wearing the qipao at the entrance had a figure and appearance that was not inferior to the Miss of the World. When she saw them coming over, one of them came out to welcome the guests.

"Mr. Song, the food has been prepared for you. This way, please." He led the way and walked in front. Song Qi Zhi looked at Gu Bei Yang. At this moment, she put down her guard. She looked at him indifferently and started to walk in.

This private restaurant was located in the middle of the busy market, but it was especially quiet. Beyond the shadow wall, it was very big. In the middle, there was a lotus pond that was currently shining with an elegant light. The courtyard was very large and divided into a main hall and two doors on the left and right. Gu Bei Yang was immediately attracted by the Chinese-style building.

Song Qi Zhi, who was standing behind Gu Bei Yang, saw the other party's eyes suddenly light up. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he said in a low voice, "This used to be an old mansion. It has been in disrepair for a long time. At that time, when it was demolished, the owner of this place bought it at a high price. After renovation, it became known as the Chinese Garden today."

Gu Bei Yang turned around and looked at Song Qi Zhi suspiciously. She was probably wondering how the other party knew so much about it.

However, Song Qi Zhi's eyes were indifferent as he looked straight ahead and continued, "The Manchu Han Imperial Feast in Ya Yuan is the most authentic, and the Chinese food will definitely be the best. You have not returned to the country for many years, so I think it might make your lips and teeth new."

Song Qi Zhi's tone was indifferent, and his expression did not change. The only special thing about him was that his eyes were deep and black, making people not dare to look at him directly. He looked harmless and gentle.

However, in Gu Bei Yang's opinion, she was getting more and more frightened. She liked Chinese food because she had inherited it from Mrs. Gu. Mrs. Gu was born into a famous Chinese family and had been cooking since she was young. Even though Gu Bei Yang had been placed under house arrest in America and had been eating steak and bread every day, she still missed the wonderful feeling of the tip of her tongue dancing.

Gu Bei Yang glanced at Song Qi Zhi thoughtfully and then quickly retracted her gaze.

This man... had investigated her deeply!

The dining table was not in the private room, but in the waterside pavilion. The table was not very big, and there were already two or three plates of stir-fried dishes on it.

"Make your chopsticks." After Song Qi Zhi sat down, he poured the wine in a very elegant manner.

Gu Bei Yang stared at him for a while before she also picked up her chopsticks and started to eat heartily. She was very hungry. She was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.

Gu Bei Yang had already eaten most of the dishes on the table, but Song Qi Zhi only took a few cups of wine and drank them. His eyes were gentle as he looked at Gu Bei Yang, who was eating like a rabbit without caring about her image. He could not help but chuckle, and then he seemed to remember something. The smile on his face froze, and after a moment of absent-mindedness, he became cold again.

Gu Bei Yang felt that this meal was too delicious. She had not eaten such a delicious Chinese meal for many years.

When she realized that she had lost her composure, she felt embarrassed. She coughed lightly and looked at Song Qi Zhi opposite her. He did not look at her. This made her heave a sigh of relief. She stuck out her tongue and was secretly happy for a while.

Song Qi Zhi just happened to come back to his senses from his deep thoughts. He caught the other party's more mischievous side and his eyes darkened.

After a while, he put down the wine glass in his hand and said indifferently, "Now, let's talk about the conditions."