Liuxiang

"Amber." Yi Baitang answered Manager Zhou.

The candles cast their flames onto the table, creating ripples and lighting up the surrounding flowers one by one.

Beyond the flames, Yi Baitang's voice was neither too fast nor too slow, and his footsteps were neither too fast nor too slow.

Sitting on the chair, Manager Zhou could only feel the young chef step over the table and walk towards the corner of the room... Not long after, the sound of the dining car's rollers approaching from far away, and delicious dishes that were emitting heat were presented to her in front of her.

A dish of ham endive, the endive is spread on a baking tray, like a blooming golden flower, with sliced ​​ham and cheese shards in the middle, and garnished with cream and pepper.

A dish of soft-boiled eggs with Béarn, the root of the artichoke is served on the plate, and there is a layer of soft-boiled eggs on top. The soft-boiled eggs are added with Béarn sauce, which is a layer of salty sauce like whipped cream.

A dish of deep-sea shells stewed in absinthe, four deep-sea shells are placed around the boiled broccoli, white and tender, it seems that water will flow out when pinched.

A simple plate of vegetable noodles, dotted with various vegetables, bitter melon is especially eye-catching.

And a final dessert, a dish of peeled pears poached in wine.

All the tableware for this meal was gilded with silver and gold. The pears were served on a shallow plate, and a heart-shaped almond biscuit was placed next to it. On the outside of the biscuit, there was a circle of exquisite and beautiful decorations that looked like a plate pattern.

When he saw the circle of decorations, Manager Zhou suddenly smiled.

She stretched out her hand, brushed the uneven pattern with her fingertips, then picked it up and put it around her neck, smiling sweetly: "Is it pretty?"

Yi Baitang bowed: "It's beautiful."

Just now, Manager Zhou moved his knife and fork happily, and began to taste the easy-to-digest and delicious food on the table.

Perhaps it was because of the bitter appetizer and dessert just now. At this moment, Manager Zhou felt as if she had been hungry for three to five days. She ate and said, "You did a good job, Xiao Baitang, auntie, it's been a long, long time. Before—before you were born, I ate a meal of boiled pork liver noodles made by your grandfather!"

"The taste is so wonderful that I can still remember it until now. No matter how many people made the dishes after eating, there is no such taste. Although it is a pity, I gradually got used to it. After all, happiness and beauty cannot appear in the place all the time. Is it in life?"

"Afterwards, pain is also a part of life. Long-term pain is also a natural development. As long as happiness exists in memory, it is enough for people to be unable to let go. After all, having something worth remembering is also a A kind of happiness, don’t you think? If you change the present and cut off the past, who can guarantee that the future will be better than the present, and the future will be better than the past?”

"But as expected..."

After enjoying the meal with wind and clouds, she put down the knife and fork, burped, her face was gloomy, and her face was radiant: "I'm not reconciled!"

"Why can outsiders treat me better than my husband? If outsiders treat me better than my husband, then why do I need this husband?"

Time rewinds to a moment.

When Yi Baitang delivered the most critical appetizer to Manager Zhou, Shang Huaiyan was also preparing the rest of the dishes with the rest of the people.Of course, it is not Shang Huaiyan who is mainly responsible for everything, he just took the necklace on a whim, thinking about how to put it in the menu as an unobtrusive prop.

His eyes flicked over the main course, and locked on the dessert pears.

The sugar pears have been marinated into wine red, and are supported by shallow silver petals in the center, like the ruby ​​heart of silver flowers.

Shang Huaiyan pondered for a while, adjusted the position of Tangli a little, put the lock of the necklace on Tangli's body, and placed the tip of the gemstone on the plate.

But this also seems to be missing something.

Shang Huaiyan looked left and right, crushed the berries, poured the purple-red juice between the sugar pear and the necklace, and drew Manager Zhou's name.

Everything is perfect!

Shang Huaiyan snapped his fingers, placed the prepared dishes on the counter, and then left the kitchen, preparing to rest for a while in the hotel lobby and wait for Yi Baitang.

But before that, as soon as he turned around the corridor, he took a photo with President Fang who walked out of the elevator.

That's right, it's Mr. Fang who plans to pimp him!

Shang Huaiyan quickly retracted the half of his body that had gone out to the corner of the corridor, still in shock: "Why did he appear here?!"

Xiao Song: "Mr. Shang, have you forgotten? I mentioned before that Mr. Fang wants to recommend a starlet to you."

Shang Huaiyan lost his voice: "Why are you here?!"

Xiao Song: "...I have been following you for a long time, but maybe the sense of existence in your eyes is not strong enough."

Shang Huaiyan emphasized to Xiao Song: "And I refuse this matter!"

Xiao Song: "..."

He was a little hesitant: "Mr. Shang, don't you want to refuse and welcome... In order to deal with Yi Chu, pretend that you are not interested in this past monthly reserved entertainment?"

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

If Baitang hears your words, I really wouldn't be able to wash them off even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

He propped his head on his hands, and sighed deeply, feeling that the malice of the world was vaguely hiding in the dark and spying on him. Could it be that Baitang will really appear in front of him at an unexpected time later, and see him in an unexpected way? After this scene, do you feel disheartened from now on...

Shang Huaiyan looked around nervously, but he couldn't find Yi Baitang at last.

He calmed down for a moment, then looked at Mr. Fang again, and saw that Mr. Fang was smiling wryly at another man not far in front of him, begging for mercy repeatedly, and had no energy to pay attention to himself standing behind him.

Shang Huaiyan knocked intently, and said, "Isn't that Su Zejin...how could Fang Rong be with Su Zejin?"

Xiao Song stood next to Shang Huaiyan, and he saw this scene. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said: "It seems that there is a legend in the world that Mr. Su and Mr. Fang are at odds. Mr. Su has repeatedly targeted Mr. Fang's company and asked to It's not that Mr. Fang's wife has some skills, and Mr. Fang has become a pauper long ago when he runs the Silver Star Company."

Shang Huaiyan said, "How did Fang Rong offend Su Zejin?"

Xiao Song speculated: "The legend of Jianghu seems to have pulled a pimp for President Su?"

Shang Huaiyan was a little suspicious: "Oh?"

Xiao Song added: "It is said that President Su's close and sweet lover was discouraged and went abroad—"

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Distraught, flustered, flustered!

Baitang was disheartened and left abroad!

Yi Baitang: "Why are you standing here?"

"Baibai Baitang——?!"

Shang Huaiyan was going to be scared to death! ! !

Yi Baitang took off the top hat and coat representing the chef, put on casual clothes, stood beside Shang Huaiyan, looked ahead, then at Shang Huaiyan, wondering: "Why do you look like you have seen a ghost?" appearance?"

Shang Huaiyan quickly looked at Xiao Song.

Xiao Song hid himself behind the pillar in a low-key manner. It was not suitable to talk about Mr. Fang, little stars and other disharmonious topics at this time.

Shang Huaiyan immediately looked back at Yi Baitang, and he smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, I was thinking about you just now, I didn't expect you to appear in front of my eyes."

Yi Baitang: "Oh—"

He followed Shang Huaiyan, glanced at Xiao Song, then at President Fang and Su Zejin, and finally set his sights on Shang Huaiyan.

The little sapling has done some bad things without telling me again——

He stared sharply.

Shang Huaiyan was dripping with cold sweat.

I didn’t do anything, don’t feel guilty—why am I still so guilty—no, no, I have nothing to be guilty of—but why am I just so embarrassed and uncomfortable——

Shang Huaiyan took a deep breath secretly, softened his voice, and couldn't wait to get out of the terrible atmosphere: "You just came down, let's go."

Yi Baitang: "Mmm..."

At this time, Fang Rong in front finally realized that he could not convince Su Zejin anymore.

He was about to leave dejectedly, but when he turned around, he found Shang Huaiyan standing behind him. He was overjoyed and rushed to Shang Huaiyan in three steps at a time, holding his hand firmly: "Mr. Shang, you are finally here." ! Xixi is already waiting for you in the box!"

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Yi Baitang: "..."

Yi Baitang turned around and left.

Shang Huaiyan: "I - I -" I'm fucking innocent? !Fang Rong, if you spoil Su Zejin and his beloved lover, why not spoil me and Baitang? !Why didn't Su Zejin kill you! ! !

Shang Huaiyan was furious!

But at this moment, he no longer had the energy to pay attention to Fang Rong. He pulled out his hand forcefully, glared at the guy who poured dirty water on him, and hurriedly chased in the direction Yi Baitang left.

Walking and chasing all the way, the two returned to the villa one after the other.

Shang Huaiyan hurriedly said: "Baitang, Baitang, I can explain, things are not what you think—"

The bedroom door slammed shut in front of Shang Huaiyan.

Shang Huaiyan was frightened to death, and the image of Yi Baitang walking far away in sadness and despair appeared clearly in front of his eyes again: "Don't go away!"

The bedroom door opened again in front of Shang Huaiyan.

Yi Baitang glanced at Shang Huaiyan indifferently, hugged his pillow and quilt, and gave Shang Huaiyan the princess room that Shang Huaiyan arranged for him, walked into Shang Huaiyan's original room next door, and closed the door again. Of course it occupies this room.

Shang Huaiyan: "...I am really innocent QAQ"

A door separates the inside from the outside.

Yi Baitang who closed the door was actually not that angry.

The corners of his lips were raised slightly, showing a small smirk. After happily locking Shang Huaiyan's identity as a princess, he happily took out the notebook again, opened the second page, and continued to write: Ax Zheng Xiaosapling Project Two: Put the little sapling into the cold palace, let the little sapling deeply realize the mistake.

The quality of this door is really good.

As soon as the door was closed, Shang Huaiyan's explanation became intermittent.

Yi Baitang leaned against the solid wooden door of the bedroom, sketched casually, and drew a kissing and smiling face on the paper.

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