The domineering president goes on a blind date

After leaving the Yu Hotel, Li Anhe did not go back, but wandered around the street alone.

He raised his hands to block out the glaring sunlight. It was already April and the weather was gradually getting warmer, but he felt terribly cold inside.

Li Anhe came to a hot pot restaurant. At this time, there were not many people in the restaurant.

A waiter brought a menu and placed it in front of Li Anhe, but Li Anhe did not take it. Instead, he stared blankly at the induction cooker on the table.

Ying Zong walked over to the waitress and motioned for her to leave.

The waiter shook his head. How could such a handsome man be a weirdo?

Yingzong sat at the table next to him, drinking tea from the teapot.

Li Anhe sat quietly, saying nothing and not moving.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Li Anhe seemed to be petrified.

Ying Zong saw that there were already customers in the store and some were looking over here.

Ying Zong walked over and patted Li Anhe on the shoulder.

"Master, it's time for dinner, should we go back?"

Li Anhe looked out the window. The sun was already setting and there were already more people discussing dinner on the roadside.

Li Anhe took out his cell phone, looked at the numbers on it, and clicked on one of them.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected, and the person on the other end didn't seem to want to answer it.

"Hello." A gentle female voice came, and Li Anhe's heart trembled. He held the phone tightly, as if holding the person in the phone tightly.

"Wanwan, it's me."

"What's up?"

"I have something to do... Do you want to eat hot pot?"

Tong Nuanwan hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to his request. She wanted to talk to him and end this relationship as soon as possible, which would be good for everyone.

"Okay, send me the address."

After Li Anhe hung up the phone, he looked at the menu in his hand and ordered a lot of things.

"Master, you should order the shabu-shabu pot. Your stomach can't handle it."

"It's okay, I can eat."

"Then order some vegetarian dishes, they are too greasy."

"It's okay, I can eat."

Ying Zong wanted to say something, but Li Anhe's look instantly silenced him.

If the young master and the young mistress really divorced, he would be the first one to suffer.

Ying Zong grinned. Since the young master came to eat, he naturally wanted some delicious food. He sat down and ordered a table full of dishes.

When the dishes came, Tong Nuanwan arrived.

She looked at the nine-square grid on the table and swallowed her saliva. It had been a long time since she had eaten hot pot. The Ke family was a social elite, and it was indeed a bit indecent to go to work with the smell of hot pot.

"Well, why don't you order the shabu-shabu pot?"

“I think this is delicious.”

Li Anhe poured the vegetables and meat into the pot and handed Tong Nuanwan a bowl of sesame sauce.

Li Anhe put the cooked meat into Tong Nuanwan's bowl and also put a piece of meat for himself.

"Wait," Tong Nuanwan stopped him when he was about to put the meat into the sesame sauce. She poured a bowl of water and placed it in front of Li Anhe, "Rinse it before eating. The Li Group is so busy, take care of your health."

Li Anhe put the meat slices into the bowl of water.

"You still care about me?"

"I just said it casually."

"Thank you. Please eat."

During the one-hour meal, no one spoke. Li Anhe ate very little. The food was still spicy even after being boiled in water, and even covered with sesame paste, it did not cover up the spiciness.

Tong Nuanwan looked at him while eating, with the corners of her lips curled up.

They were almost done eating the hotpot. Tong Nuanwan took a sip of juice and looked at Li Anhe.

Li Anhe also put down his chopsticks and looked at Tong Nuanwan.

After they looked at each other for five minutes, it was Tong Nuanwan who broke the silence.

"Mr. Li, let's get a divorce."

Tong Nuanwan clenched her palms, wondering what she was so nervous about.