The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Wang Zichen rushed over quickly, and supported Lan Xinhui before the steps in front of the box door.

After reaching the steps, she took the initiative to withdraw her hand and thanked politely: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." He heard his own voice was actually gentle.

Pushing open the door and entering the private room, Lan Xinhui saw that there was a "Japanese room" covered with tatami mats, thinking that she would have to sit on the floor or kneel when eating, she couldn't help secretly worrying whether her injured feet would be able to bear it.

Knowing that her foot was injured, she still booked the innermost box, and even booked such a "Japanese room"?This has to make people wonder, did he mean to torment her so that she would quit and divorce him as soon as possible?

The waiter who followed in saw Lan Xinhui's foot injury, and thoughtfully asked if she needed to change to another box.

"Okay, sorry for the trouble." Wang Zichen said, "Change to the one closest to here."

Changing to the nearest one, is it not far to take care of her foot injury?Hey, she was secretly slandering him for torturing her just now, but now he let her see his considerate side.

What she didn't expect was that he actually helped her to transfer to another box.There is a sunken pit under the dining table in this box. The bottom and sides of the pit are made of wood, and the legs and feet can be put down.

When Wang Zichen was about to support Lan Xinhui to sit on the tatami on the pit, she suddenly said: "I want to go to the bathroom first."

"Oh, good." Wang Zichen helped her out of the bathroom: "Do you need my help?" After finishing speaking, I realized that I asked too much, she just sprained her foot, how could it be so serious that she needed help in the bathroom ?Moreover, if he wants to help, how can he help?

"What can I help you with?" Lan Xinhui couldn't react at first, but she quickly came to her senses: "Uh, no, no! I just wash my hands." She was just talking about washing her hands, but she blushed embarrassingly face.

When Lan Xinhui came out of the bathroom, Wang Zichen was looking at the menu. After helping her to sit on the tatami, he put the menu in front of her: "Come and order!"

Lan Xinhui picked up the menu, flipped through it, but was at a loss as to what to order, so she asked the waiter what she recommended.

The waiter suggested: "Our sashimi platter here is very good, why don't you try it?"

"Okay." Lan Xinhui nodded, pointing to one of the dishes and asked, "What is this vegetable yellowtail fish roll made of?" It was the first time she saw "yellowfish", so she was a little curious.

The waiter explained: "This vegetable yellowtail roll is made of Mizuna, a Japanese vegetable, which is turnip or water vegetable. It is rolled with yellowtail fish, decorated with fish roe, and topped with truffle juice. Refreshing with vegetables, very tasty.

Seeing that Lan Xinhui ordered both raw and cold dishes, Wang Zichen couldn't help but glance at her. He remembered that the last time he ate Japanese food with her, she didn't like raw and cold dishes. Why did she change her taste now?

Seeing him looking over, Lan Xinhui asked him: "What do you want to eat? Order some dishes you like!"

"No," Wang Zichen said, "It doesn't matter what I eat."

So Lan Xinhui ordered flounder sushi, Kobe beef, cold appetizers, etc. on the recommendation of the waiter.

Before the waiter left, Lan Xinhui asked Wang Zichen again: "Do you really not want to order some yourself?"

Wang Zichen shook his head and said no, he came to eat Japanese food, usually mainly to talk about things, eating is secondary.He didn't hide from her, and said bluntly: "The reason why I chose this place is because it is quieter and suitable for talking about things."

"Oh," Lan Xinhui remembered, the reason why he invited her here was not to eat, but to talk about something, and what he wanted to talk about was divorce.

Thinking of the word "divorce", she couldn't help feeling sad.