C33 Guest cannot sit up

After Nangong Lin finished his lesson, he immediately rushed to his room. The first thing he asked was whether the old man had come to find her.

Su Weiyi's answer put him at ease for a while.

The second thing he said was that he was in a hurry to get a compliment from Ye Zichen. He was obediently attending class today.

Su Weiyi praised his a few times. Nangong Lin was so happy that he was about to fly over, but his cute look made people like his even more.

At 6: 30 in the afternoon, when it was time to eat, Nangong Lin pulled Su Weiyi to the dining hall.

The hundred square meters European-style palace restaurant was luxurious to the extreme, like a restaurant exclusive to an emperor. The surrounding stone pillars were erected, and carved on them were cute little angels. Bright crystal lights enveloped the entire restaurant.

The walls were hung with classical medieval paintings, candles and flowers were placed on a long crystal table. The exquisite food was already prepared and placed meticulously, as if it was accurately calculated.

All the servants around were standing to one side respectfully with a solemn expression. The entire restaurant was extremely quiet, so quiet that one could even hear each other's breathing.

This unintentionally caused people to feel a bit stifled.

When the servants around the "Little Young Master" saw Nangong Lin entering the dining hall, they all bowed their heads and greeted him respectfully, with serious expressions, as though they were robots with no emotions.

Nangong Lin pulled Su Weiyi along as he walked towards the dining table. This atmosphere made Su Weiyi feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman in servant attire, with a strange sign pinned to her chest, walked over. She seemed to be the manager of this place.

"Little Young Master! Unless the Young Master gives the order, the guests cannot sit. Have you forgotten? " The manager respectfully reminded Nangong Lin while lowering his head.

Nangong Lin looked at the manager in dissatisfaction, "If you don't let Yiyi sit, why don't you let her stand?" The childish voice was filled with a domineering aura.

"Little Young Master ?" Just as the manager was about to remind him again, Nangong Lin began to act shamelessly.

"I don't care anyway, I just have to sit down!" Then, he looked at Su Weiyi.

"Yiyi, quickly sit down! the old man asked. "I'll bear it for you!" Nangong Lin removed the palace stool at the side and let Su Weiyi sit on it.

However, Su Weiyi did not have the intention to sit down, because being stared at like this felt really bad, his entire body felt extremely uncomfortable, and adding the manager's words, how could she possibly sit down?

In truth, she didn't plan to stay for the meal, but the little guy had kept pulling her along, and she simply didn't have the chance to find Nangong Shaojue, allowing him to send her back home.

He thought that when the time came, Nangong Shaojue would get someone to send her back.

"Yiyi, hurry and sit!" Nangong Lin reminded as he looked at Su Weiyi with his big watery eyes.

"I... "Little guy, no need. I'm not really hungry right now and I don't want to eat. I still have things to do, so I have to leave. When I have time, can I come to see you again?"

She really didn't want to eat here. She and the little guy's father didn't want her to stay. She didn't want her to stay without her master's permission, so it wasn't good.

Moreover, the flower shop was about to close soon. She had left for such a long time without any reason and didn't greet the flower shop's owner. How could such a work attitude work, so she had to explain it clearly.