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Zhong Yi worked extremely hard to calm down and suppress the anger in his heart.

He slowly said: "Huo Xingzhou was also poisoned?"

Wan Jiang nodded: "Yes, Mr. Huo was indeed poisoned. Mr. Sun probably didn't deliberately set a trap against you."

Zhong Yi's psychology became more balanced.

After all, Huo Xingzhou was like this too.

"Did he vomit too? Is he in such a mess?"

"Probably, food poisoning should be like this. It's just that if you eat a large amount, it will be particularly serious. But the doctor has said that as long as you rest for a few days, you will be fine. You..."

"I'm going out."

Zhong Yi's face was pale and he was receiving an infusion.

He had been tormented all night, his expression was gloomy, and his face lacked a bit of gentle temperament. On the contrary, it makes him look like he should not be approached by strangers and not easy to mess with.

"Where else are you going?"

"Have you found the place where Feng Nanxi and Pei Qian had their blind date?"

"We found it. It's in a newly opened Western restaurant in the imperial capital. It's still early now, so they probably haven't arrived yet. They should have met for a blind date during lunch. I've been sending people to keep an eye on them."

Wan Jiang knew that Zhong Yi was checking Feng Nanxi, so he didn't dare to relax.

"Well, let's go out later. You go to the Western restaurant and book a seat for me..."

"Are you planning to dine there? The doctor told you to eat lighter. Western food is not easy to digest." Wan Jiang looked at him worriedly.

The first day of the new year is not good, it always feels unlucky.

But thinking that the Huo family was the same, I felt much more balanced.

"I have my measure."

Zhong Yi lay on the bed and said slowly.

He was not as uncomfortable as he was when he was injured at Thirteen Bay Pier. Such torture really made him want to cut Sun Weimeng into pieces.

"Then take a rest for a while. I'll let you know after I've arranged everything."

"Oh."

……

Three hours later, the Zhong family's Cullinan parked at the entrance of the new Internet celebrity restaurant in the Imperial Capital.

This is a reservation system, and customers who come in temporarily will be politely turned away.

Although it is an Internet celebrity restaurant, it looks relatively high-end and clean, and there is no smoky filming atmosphere.

Zhong Yi and Wan Jiang were politely invited in.

The waiter knew the name of the Zhong family. Almost everyone in the imperial capital was discussing that the heir to the Zhong family might fall on Zhong Lingxiao, but ordinary people still did not dare to look down on the young master of the Zhong family.

That's the famous Zhong family! Stomping his feet can knock down many people.

"Master Zhong, please, we have specially reserved a box for you."

"No, I'll sit in the lobby."

Zhong Yi pointed to the last table near the large glass window. It was relatively hidden and would not be discovered unless you looked specifically.

"Okay, no problem. If you have any other needs, you can ask and I will get you a menu right away."

"Thank you."

Zhong Yi moved very slowly. He didn't use a wheelchair when he went out today, and he looked bad after being put through a lot of trouble in the morning.

Wan Jiang followed him and said softly: "Master, how about I help you?"

"No need, I can still walk."

Just go slower.

After hearing this, Wan Jiang did not dare to say anything more, otherwise it would be too difficult to coax this ancestor from losing his temper.

Zhong Yi's expression was indifferent, and if you look closely, he was a bit indifferent.

He was tortured by illness and was not in a good mood. But he doesn't usually have a bloodthirsty and arrogant temperament, and people who are not familiar with him can't tell that. At most I thought he didn't like to talk much.

Wan Jiang moved the chair and asked him to sit down.

Then he sat on the other side.

The waiter quickly brought the menus and poured them each a glass of lemonade.

"Mr. Zhong, let me introduce to you the main dishes of our restaurant. The guests have all agreed after eating them. First of all, this dish..."

"Is there any porridge?"

"What?" The waiter was stunned for a moment.

Zhong Yi raised his head and asked again, "Is there any white porridge?"

The waiter heard clearly this time, "You mean white porridge?"

"Well, I want to eat something light today, can I do that?"

"Yes! It certainly can! You can tell me!"

Although the waiter was shocked, he nodded.

"Can I make a few more side dishes?"

"Ok, Ok!"

This is the first time I have heard of eating porridge in a Western restaurant after opening the store for so long.

But who is his favorite? He can agree to any request. Even if he says he wants to eat and roll around in a Western restaurant, he will be satisfied.

The waiter left quickly and conveyed Zhong Yi's request to the chef. The chef originally wanted to scold her, but as soon as he heard that the other party was the young master of the Zhong family, he immediately stopped.

These young masters are so willful!

If you want to drink plain porridge, why not go to a Western restaurant? There are many porridge shops outside. He still had to use all his skills to cook this pot of porridge, otherwise what would happen if Mr. Zhong was in a bad mood and overturned their western restaurant.

The small casserole is stewed with white porridge, and the best rice is used.

The only thing you need to do to make porridge is to master the heat. The most important thing is the side dishes. The chef really racked his brains to prepare six side dishes, including refreshing ones, spicy ones, soft ones, and hard ones. The main reason was that he didn't know what kind of taste Mr. Zhong liked to eat.

"Okay, the food will be served in a moment. Don't keep our distinguished guests waiting too long."

"Yes."

……

In the restaurant lobby, Wan Jiang asked the waiter to replace Zhong Yi's glass of lemonade with plain water.

"Master Zhong, please drink less lemonade now."

Wan Jiang said while looking outside: "Here we are! People are coming!"

Two luxury cars arrived outside one after another. Pei Qian walked into the Western restaurant first without any gentlemanly manner. I didn’t want to say to go see Miss Feng’s family behind me. There seemed to be other people in the Pei family's luxury car. Maybe the elders of the family came to supervise the blind date.

The two young people entered the Western restaurant one after another and chose the table in front of Zhongyi. The table was separated by green plants, looming.

The sound insulation is not very good.

Pei Qian sat facing the entrance of the western restaurant, with his back to Zhong Yi.

Feng Nanxi was sitting opposite him.

The little girl is lively and cute, with bright eyes and good eyesight. She still looks pretty, but she is very young.

She didn't dress up at all, she came without any makeup, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses covered most of her face.

He was still wearing a loose and casual coat, and his hair was just tied up casually.

She sat down and leaned on the chair to look at the menu of the Western restaurant.

Pei Gan didn't even look at him.

As a well-known playboy in the imperial capital, Pei Qian was surrounded by many voluptuous and beautiful women, and he also dated many innocent college students. It was the first time he saw such a slovenly little girl, and his handsome face was even darker.

He said angrily: "Hey! Do you have the courtesy to put on makeup when you go out to meet guests?"

Feng Nanxi put down the menu, raised her wide glasses and looked at him and said, "You don't know my name? You feed me here and there, who do you feed? Your education may not be that good."

Good guy.

The first time I saw someone on a blind date, I started to choke on the first sentence.

Wan Jiang couldn't help but prick up his ears to hear what other quarrels were going on next door.