C10 The Blind Date Became Two Pairs

Chapter Ten The blind date become two pairs

"Mr. Li is so generous?"

"Start your own company."

"Cultural media? "I think Zihee's ex-husband must have a good taste. Zhang Dajian's earlier and later paintings are a bit different, what do you think is the reason?"

Lee Geng quickly rolled his eyes. Was Zhang Dajian the one who drew the prawns? Shrimp and shrimp?

"Does Mr. Lee like Chopin or Mozart? I like Mozart better. Classical music has a lot of good tracks. "

"You like Mozart? I like it too, what a coincidence, shall we have a good chat? "

The editor of the publishing firm and the violinist went to chat about music. The young writer and a painter went to chat about the River Diagram, leaving behind a book that Soong Zihee had kept for many years.

Lee Geng wiped the sweat off his forehead. He was a vulgar businessman, so he really didn't know much about this cultural circle.

He turned his head to look at the kitchen and saw Soong Zihee take out the cake in the oven wearing the thermal gloves. Soong Zihee turned his head to look at the kitchen and saw Soong Zihee taking out the cake in the oven wearing the thermal gloves.

With an old auntie at home, Soong Zihee didn't cook anymore. It had been several years since he had eaten the awful food cooked by Soong Zihee, Soong Zihee had always been raised as a young master, and his parents couldn't bear to part with their son's hand with a brush to do this kind of menial work. During the period of passion, he cooked for Soong Zihee when he was working in the kitchen, and when he was too busy starting his own business after marriage, Soong Zihee cooked for him when he worked in the kitchen. He still remembered that when the old auntie came, he was still somewhat happy. Finally, he no longer had to eat so much. But from then on, he never had to eat Soong Zihee's cooking skills again.

It had been a long time since he had a meal with Soong Zihee. When was the last time he had a meal? His birthday? As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, he was called away by a phone. He didn't even finish the meal.

If it was his birthday, it would be half a year ago.

Soong Zihee left the kitchen and went upstairs to shower and change his clothes. When he came downstairs with his hair half wet, the old auntie had prepared all the dishes. Soong Zihee took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

"Don't mind the dishes at home, I haven't been cooking for a long time. Don't mention it, everyone. Sit down."

At the long dining table, a group of people with complicated relationships sat together as they enjoyed their meal, thinking about how weird it could be.

Former husband, stephusband, futuristic style, Lee Geng had a splitting headache, forget it, let's eat.

After drinking some red wine, the others started to chat with Soong Zihee. Since Lee Geng didn't understand, he just ate it. He picked up a bowl of steamed fish, the fish meat was very fresh and tender.

"Auntie, your cooking skills have improved again."

The old auntie was passing a bottle of fruit juice to Soong Zihee, and she looked a bit embarrassed when she heard him say that.

"All the food today was cooked by Zihee."

Lee Geng was in disbelief. It couldn't be, since when did Soong Zihee learn how to cook?

"Being in love for two years and getting married for eight years, I don't even know when I learned how to cook."

Soong Zihee's voice wasn't loud, so everyone present heard it.

More or less, the men who came to see Lee Geng looked at him weirdly.

Soong Zihee smiled as he drank the red wine in the goblet.

"Eat, try my cooking."

Lee Geng's face looked as if someone slapped his face a hundred times. He was so deaf that he couldn't even lift his eyes.

Originally, Lee Geng didn't feel anything from the fish, so he was shocked that he couldn't swallow it.

Yes, he had been in love for two years and got married for eight years, how could he not know that Soong Zihee had already learned a set of good culinary skills? If he lived in a house, how could he not know even if he slept in it? Where did he go all these years?

The interlude was soon over. These men were also very good at not saying a word. They smiled as they enjoyed the delicacies and drank red wine. The one who played the violin talked with confidence about what kind of red wine tasted the best.

Lee Geng didn't know what was going on. The food was delicious, but he just couldn't swallow it. He didn't dare to look at Soong Zihee.

Lee Geng only came back to his senses after the old auntie cleared the dishes and nudged him.

Soong Zihee was actually very knowledgeable. No matter what article they were discussing or drawing, he could tell them from the classics, and he could even recount music that he wasn't good at. He seemed to be a little tired, leaning back and listening to the conversation of the others seriously.

"Zihee, thank you for entertaining us." I've always admired you. As a friend, you are a good person, but I think we still lack the common language when it comes to relationships. "Sorry."

The editor seemed to be leaving, making things clear before he left. Ye Zichen looked at Soong Zihee apologetically.

"It's fine, I'm just treating my friends to a meal."

The editor looked at the violinist and felt shy.

"Can I buy you a meal tomorrow?"

The violinist blushed. Nodding. The editor took the violinist's wrist.

"We still have other things to do, excuse us."

The young writer and the painter looked at each other and smiled. Holding hands, they stood up and took their leave.

This time, even Soong Zihee was surprised. He was on a blind date with five people, but none of them took a fancy to him.

The last one, this one was also pushing his glasses.

"I, I came to read your book. "This is Lonely Ben. Teacher said that I'm not here to have a blind date with you.

Alright, since five of them are two pairs, the remaining one is more important to the orphanage than Soong Zihee.