The domineering president goes on a blind date

The night is undisturbed, warm and happy.

On the other side, Tong Nuanchen did not sleep all night.

In order to repay Si Boming's kindness, Tong Nuanchen had to treat him to a meal.

They arrived at the North City Hotel, and before the food was served, Si Boming drank a bottle of red wine.

"Boss Si, drink less."

"Today, I saw Li Anhe and his partner, and I was unhappy. Why am I the only one who has such a hard life? I don't even have a woman by my side. Am I that bad?"

Si Boming moved himself next to Tong Nuanchen.

"Am I that bad? Why don't women like me?"

The corners of Tong Nuanchen's mouth twitched.

If the heir of the third largest family in North City wants to get married, all the daughters of wealthy families in North City must apply to be selected as concubines.

"I actually have a very good personality, why am I not likable?"

As he spoke, Si Boming drank another bottle of wine.

Tong Nuanchen was worried that he had drunk too much, and she had to take care of him, so she had to bring the third bottle of wine.

"Why? I can't find my wife, and I feel bad. Can't I drink a little wine?"

"Boss Si, if you want to drink, go home and drink. If you get drunk, someone will take care of you. I'm treating you to dinner today to express my gratitude. Let's eat."

Tong Nuanchen picked up a piece of broccoli and placed it in front of Si Boying.

Si Bo Ming took a 360-degree look at the broccoli, picked it up and ate it.

"Who says women don't like me? Women add dishes to my plate and I want to show off to them."

Just as Si Boming was about to take out his cell phone, he was stopped by Tong Nuanchen.

"Boss Si, let's eat."

What's there to brag about? Are you really drunk?

"I forgot, you are low-key, so don't show off."

With a "pa" sound, Si Boming threw his cell phone into the winter melon soup.

He looked really drunk. Tong Nuanchen took a breath of cold air.

Si Boming was relatively quiet while eating and didn't say a word. The whole private room was filled with the sound of him chewing food.

Almost all the dishes on the table went into Si Boming's stomach.

"Boss Si, if you're full, don't eat anymore."

Tong Nuanchen took Si Boming's chopsticks, or to be more precise, snatched them away.

Si Boming was a little drunk, but there was still a trace of rationality in his mind.

Tonight, I want to confess my love to Tong Nuanchen.

Si Boming thought Tong Nuanchen would leave him to the waiter like last time, but Tong Nuanchen came to the guest room to take care of him personally.

"Nuanchen, are you sure you want to go in with me?" There is a surprise that I carefully prepared inside.

Tong Nuanchen did not refuse, because it was pointless to reason with a drunkard.

Tong Nuanchen originally wanted to send Si Boming back, so she left.

As soon as you enter the door, the room is filled with warm red, with roses on the floor and heart-shaped lace on the wall.

This is the proposal scene.

"Nuanchen, can you be my girlfriend?"

"Boss Si, you are drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."

Si Boying pulled Tong Nuanchen's arm like a child and said he was not drunk. But his phone was still in the winter melon soup. Tong Nuanchen had no choice but to call Tong Nuanwan, but Si Boying slapped her and the phone turned off.

"Nuanchen, can you be my girlfriend?"

"can."

"You agreed?"

"I agree, but the condition is that you sleep well. I'm tired and don't have time to take care of you."

"Okay, I'll go to sleep now."

Si Bo Ming rushed into the quilt and closed his eyes.

Tong Nuanchen let out a breath, turned off the lights, and walked out silently.