Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

Mr. Ruan Zhaotian's mouth, Zhang Zhangguang, his full name is good, but he has a very old and loyal Chinese character face.

Hair style is the most common thirty-seven points, with black-rimmed glasses on his face.

The whole person looks a little rustic.

But he has a good spirit and can see that he is a very motivated doer.

Zhang Jianguang saw the father and daughter of the Ruan family come in and immediately got up.

The attitude is very positive. When standing up, he looks tall and should be about one meter eight.

Seeing Ruan Mengmeng, who was behind Ruan's father, the black eyes on the slightly old-fashioned Chinese character face were unconsciously brightened, and he was very satisfied.

"Mr. Ruan, I have just arrived. Come, sit and sit."

The three were seated, and General Manager Zhang called the waiter to order, but Ruan Mengmeng felt uncomfortable while sitting there.

She always felt Han Mang on his back, as if someone was spying on her secretly.

Ruan Mengmeng turned around and looked around.

Lake views on both sides, walls on one side, and fish tanks on the other ...

Strange, no one, why did she feel this inexplicable.

"Meng Meng, what are you looking at?" Ruan Zhaotian was afraid of her daughter's rudeness, and gently twitched her horns.

"Nothing ..." Ruan Mengmeng shook his head, forcing himself to suppress the feeling of wonder in his heart.

She raised her bright eyes and glanced at Mr. Zhang, who was telling the waitress to order, and couldn't help asking her dad, "Dad, how old is Mr. Zhang?"

She's Yan Gou, even if she doesn't look surprised, she cares about her age.

The general manager Zhang seemed to be in her early thirties, and even if she didn't mind anymore, she couldn't accept the age difference of more than ten years old.

"Not too big, just twenty-nine this year, and his birthday at the end of the year is not ten years older than you."

It's a big deal when it's ten years old, and it's nine and a half years old. Ruan Mengmeng can't do it anymore.

"Meng Meng, obedient ... Men only know that it hurts when they are old. Don't worry, Dad won't pit you."

Ruan Mengmeng also wants to say a few words, Zhang Yeguang has ordered the food over there.

She was okay, she could only put away her words.

"Mr. Ruan, I just took my idea and ordered a few of the signature dishes here. You see, what else to add."

"No need ... you just have an idea, we are free."

After listening, Rong Mengmeng no longer asked Ruan Mengmeng's opinion, and he added a few more dishes to the waiter.

When the waiter went out, he smiled and said, "You can rest assured that I often come to Yutang. I am a friend with their boss. They have a close relationship. I should order dishes to suit your appetite."

"Yu Tang's boss is famous for his low-key and mysterious, who can be friends with him. It seems that Mr. Zhang's network is really good."

Ruan Zhaotian praised the whole process and heard Ruan Mengmeng's embarrassment.

If her dad knew that Yutang's boss was the unreliable 'boyfriend' in his mouth, I wonder if her dad would say so.

However, Ruan Mengmeng has a little new understanding of President Zhang.

She just thought he looked older, but now how he feels, this person is quite arrogant.

Moreover, it seemed that from the beginning to the end, she had only asked her father's opinions and never asked her.

Is this, completely ignoring her?

Thinking about it that way, he found that Zhang Zong's eyes fell on his face.

Moreover, in the vagueness, he can still see a strong interest and satisfaction from his dark eyes.

Ruan Mengmeng didn't like this kind of red fruit very much, and did not hide her gaze.

I was about to lower my head to avoid it, and suddenly felt a touch of stronger, if there was a sharp sharp eye, shot from behind somewhere unknown.

The threat of coldness spreads all over the body.

If her eyes could kill someone, she thought, she might have died several times.