After the scumbag cheated on me, I turned around and married the heir to a wealthy family.

Huo Jingcheng's number was displayed on the phone screen, and he simply texted four words: "Be safe."

Zhu Jin was a little disappointed by these short words. She thought Huo Jingcheng would post something else, but she didn't expect it to be so short.

She couldn't help but think more about whether this matter was very troublesome, so Huo Jingcheng had no time to send other messages.

The wild thoughts only stopped when the car stopped in front of the restaurant.

As a driver and bodyguard, Song Hu not only had to pick up and drop off Zhu Jin, but also had to protect him personally. He followed the two of them upstairs, but did not get too close.

"The previous box." Old Madam Song said to the waiter.

The waiter smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, Ms. Song, your previous box is occupied now. If you don't mind, we can help you move to the next box, which also has a beautiful view of the Sai Ganges River."

Madam Song nodded slightly, "Okay."

The waiter led the group of three people into the box.

This is a multicultural restaurant that pays attention to privacy and confidentiality, so no dining is done in private rooms.

The decoration styles and customers coming and going in different corridors are completely different.

Zhu Jin thought it was quite fresh.

She has been to many five-star Michelin restaurants in China, but rarely sees different decorations in the same restaurant.

After turning two or three corners, familiar decorations appeared in front of us.

The black tiles and white walls on both sides and the small bridge and flowing water connecting the two corridors almost made Zhu Jin certain that the box they booked should be on this corridor.

Sure enough, after passing two or three private rooms, the waiter stopped in front of a big red door with a bronze lion head hanging on it.

"Hello, this is your box." The waiter's hand grasped the ring in the lion's head and gently pushed the door open.

The decoration style inside the house is mainly Chinese style.

People who don't know may think they have entered a film and television base by mistake.

"This decoration style is more aristocratic and aristocratic. Your previous martial arts style was replaced by someone today." The waiter explained while helping to bring tea and water.

Mrs. Song shook her head, "It's okay. Business here is good, I understand."

"Are the dishes still the same?" the waiter asked.

Obviously, Madam Song is a frequent visitor here.

"No." Madam Song pointed at Zhu Jin who was sitting opposite her, "You can add whatever she wants to eat."

"Ok."

The waiter squatted in front of Zhu Jin with a bamboo book and handed the menu in his hand, "Miss, how do I call you?"

"My surname is Zhu." Zhu Jin didn't expect that even the menu would be made from bamboo in ancient times.

Different dishes are engraved on the heavy bamboo book with fancy names, but the main ingredients used will be marked under the fancy names. This is better than those that only use fancy names, so people don’t know what they ordered. What kind of restaurant is good?

Zhu Jin turned over and added three more dishes, then she handed them to the side, "Huzi, do you want to add something?"

Song Hu was stunned. He didn't expect that the second wife would be so approachable. No wonder he had asked Assistant Chen what to pay attention to when receiving guests, and Assistant Chen just asked him to experience it carefully.

Song Hu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no. Second Madam, I've already eaten."

"Are you referring to the bread and milk in the car? Those are not very hungry. Eat some." Zhu Jin said.

Song Hu didn't expect her to be so observant. He scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly, "You actually said that. Good."

"Then just give me a plate of braised beef and peanuts." Song Hu said.

The waiter nodded and smiled.

"Okay, then I won't disturb you three. If you have anything, you can ring the bell under the table, and we will have a nearby waiter come over as soon as possible to determine your needs."

After saying that, she stood up and left the room.

Zhu Jin looked at the decoration of this room. There were few green plants and the style was extravagant. It looked like a dining place for a wealthy family.

And I heard that there are other styles. I can only say that the people in this restaurant are really good at catching people's preferences.

"Do you think the decoration here is beautiful?" Mrs. Song asked as she took a sip of tea.

Zhu Jin nodded, "I didn't expect a foreigner could build a building that fits our domestic style so well."

After all, even for foreign architects and interior designers, most of the current national style they see has little to do with ancient Chinese architecture.

The decoration here is mainly based on ancient buildings, whether it is the heavy mahogany table or the shelves with antique cultural relics not far away.

The other party is really thoughtful about decoration and design.

"Foreigner?" Old Madam Song smiled. "His wife is Chinese. By the way, his wife and I have the same profession."

Zhu Jin was stunned for a moment.

"His wife is also a jewelry designer, and she is quite famous internationally. In this competition, his wife is also a judge." Mrs. Song reminded.

Zhu Jin answered almost without thinking, "Yang Anran?"

She had learned about the careers and preferences of all the judges in advance, so she could naturally guess their identities at once.

Mrs. Song nodded, "Yes. That's her."

"If we're lucky, we might be able to meet her later."

Zhu Jin looked at Old Madam Song with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Can you meet it?

After a while, her confusion was answered by a gentle knock on the box door.

"Mingyue?" A gentle female voice sounded at the door.

"Come in." Mrs. Song said.

When Zhu Jin looked back, he happened to see a woman wearing a blue cheongsam pushing open the door and walking in. Her long, bright black hair was simply held up with a wooden hairpin.

"This is..." The woman stopped and looked at Zhu Jin, as if hesitating whether to move forward.

"Here. This is the outstanding young domestic jewelry designer I want to introduce to you." Mrs. Song stood up and led Yang Anran to Zhu Jin.

The series of titles made Zhu Jin feel dizzy.

Before Zhu Jin could react, Yang Anran extended her hand to him, "Oh, it's you. Designer Zhu, I've heard of you for a long time."

The other party actually knows who I am?

Zhu Jin was dizzy from the surprise.

I am just a new jewelry designer, but I can actually let a well-known Chinese jewelry designer know my name.

Zhu Jin suppressed the surprise in his heart and stretched out his hand, "Hello, Designer Yang."

"I've seen the jewelry design competition you participated in before, and you really brought out the characteristics of traditional Chinese style very well." Yang Anran praised without sparing words, "Mingyue showed me the necklace you designed for her, it's very good. At the same time, I am very grateful for helping her out of her predicament."

Zhu Jin shook his head, "I just did what I should do as a jewelry designer."

Yang Anran smiled softly. She patted Zhu Jin's shoulder gently, then turned back to Song Mingyue and said, "The waves behind the Yangtze River beat the waves in front. The two waves ahead must work harder."