The little mermaid got the wrong playbook

As a result of being tired all day, Ruan Chujiu slept until twelve noon the next day, sleeping for more than twelve hours.

Because of sleeping too much, when Ruan Chujiu got up, his headache exploded. He shook his head, and the pain like a needle prick woke him up completely.

After washing up, he leaned on the deck chair on the balcony without energy, basking in the sunlight filtered by two layers of sunshade curtains, like a salted fish.

The salty mermaid student Ruan Chujiu was paralyzed on the chair for another hour, and found that his father hadn't come back yet, so he sent a message to ask.

The answer I got was similar to last time, and I took a stroll outside.

Ruan Chujiu squinted his eyes, his sensitive little nose smelled something wrong.

But the most important thing right now is to have lunch.

I clicked on the takeaway software, but my fingertips stopped at the store selection.

It's rare to have time, so why not pay back the meal that happened to be owed to Fu Wenqin.

Ruan Chujiu thought the idea was good, quit the food delivery software, went to Fu Wenqin's chat box, and tapped him.

Ruan Chujiu: [Is the weather nice today, suitable for returning your meal, are you free tonight, if you don’t have time, pretend you didn’t see my message]

The terminal beeped twice and received a reply from Fu Wenqin.

Fu Wenqin: [Yes, what about it]

Ruan Chujiu: [Just Floating Life]

Fusheng is a restaurant in Kelanxing that is famous for its elegance. It is as famous for its elegant and beautiful decoration as it is for its taste, but the price is not beautiful.

During this period of time, Ruan Chujiu received a call from Interstellar Quest, and all 500 million yuan was credited into the account.That's why he was able to invite Fu Wenqin to Fusheng.

After deciding on the location, Ruan Chujiu planned to take the terminal and go downstairs to find a small shop for lunch.

The temperature of more than 30 degrees made the people in the apartment stay at home. Ruan Chujiu was walking on the road wearing a fisherman hat, because no one was around, so he took out the terminal and browsed Xingbo while walking.

After crossing the road, there is a street full of shops, and Ruan Chujiu's figure slowly disappears into the shop.

Ruan Hanzhi got out from the middle of the back seat with a face full of fear in the black car that had been parked on the side of the road, and pushed the man on him away: "You are crazy, Jiujiu almost saw you."

Tang Zhouye hugged Ruan Hanzhi tightly: "I just saw it and I can explain it to Jiujiu. Dad is talking about Jiujiu every day."

Ruan Hanzhi didn't push it away, and leaned back on the back seat, looking out of the window on the asphalt road illuminated by the scorching sun: "Tang Zhouye, what exactly do you want to do?"

Tang Zhouye did not remain silent this time, but lightly clasped Ruan Hanzhi's wrist.

Then Ruan Hanzhi found something stuffed into his hand.

"This is the result of the processing after you left." Tang Zhouye said softly.

Ruan Hanzhi lowered his eyes slightly, saw the terminal stuffed in his hand, blinked slowly, and tried hard to control his pantothenic acid eyes not to shed tears.

"I've already forgotten all of that." Ruan Hanzhi took a deep breath and smiled slightly, "You take this away."

"Don't worry about this." Tang Zhouye didn't go to pick up the things Ruan Hanzhi handed back, but put his chin on Ruan Hanzhi's shoulders and rubbed his neck like a big dog, "We'll have dinner together later, it's you I used to like Fusheng."

……

At around five o'clock in the afternoon, Ruan Chujiu went downstairs humming a song, found Fu Wenqin's car, opened the passenger seat, and sat firmly in it.

As soon as he sat in, Fu Wenqin leaned over and fastened his seat belt without giving him any time to react.

Ruan Chujiu lowered his blue eyes and stared blankly at Fu Wenqin fastening his seat belt for him. The thought that had been thrown out of his mind came back with a thump and evidence in his hand.

Holding his dizzy head, Ruan Chujiu pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Do you treat others like this? Help them fasten their seat belts?"

"Others?" Fu Wenqin raised the corners of his mouth, turned his head and said back and forth, "Only you have been in the co-pilot."

Ruan Chujiu raised his head suddenly, and stared blankly at Fu Wenqin as if he heard something shocking.

Fu Wenqin didn't speak any more, just let out a muffled laugh, and started the car to Fusheng.

The waiter wearing a cheongsam at the door took them to the reserved box, left the order terminal and left quietly.

"I heard that the steamed sea bass here is excellent." Ruan Chujiu quickly ordered several bowls of fish, shrimp and seafood without stopping. "It seems to be made of the most delicious sea bass specially selected."

"Well, drunken shrimp is also good."

After ordering and submitting the dishes, Ruan Chujiu looked around boredly.

Fusheng's boxes are all partitioned by bamboo and special materials. A screen is placed at the door to block the view from the outside to the box, but it allows the guests in the box to observe the outside.

Ruan Chujiu looked around casually, and saw a familiar person passing by the door.

dad?

Ruan Chujiu raised his buttocks, opened his neck and followed Ruan Hanzhi's direction.

"Who did you see?" Fu Wenqin just went to pour a cup of tea for Ruan Chujiu, when he turned around, he saw him stretching his neck and looking out.

"Why is my dad here?" Ruan Chujiu suddenly remembered the setting of the original book.

Ruan Hanzhi loves Fusheng's food very much, and Tang Zhouye specially invited Fusheng's chef to his house at a high price, but for some reason, Ruan Hanzhi only liked to eat in Fusheng's private room, so in the end Tang Zhouye would accompany him every time he was free. Come and eat with Ruan Hanzhi.

So, Tang Zhouye found Ruan Hanzhi privately?

In this way, what was wrong with Dad before can be explained clearly.

Buckle.

After the waiters lined up and put the dishes on the table, everyone left together without making a sound, giving the guests the best dining experience.

Ruan Chujiu thought about following Ruan Hanzhi when he left, so he was not in a hurry at this time, and picked up the chopsticks to eat when he saw the food coming.

As soon as my hand touched the chopsticks, a pair of chopsticks wrapped in soup and fish appeared in the bowl.

And as the pair of chopsticks were opened, the piece of fish was finally left in his bowl.

Fu Wenqin said in a low voice, "Hurry up and eat."

eat!What to eat!

How can you eat happily when you are restless!

Ruan Chujiu wanted to put down his chopsticks, and a tempting yellow prawn fell into his bowl again.

Ruan Chujiu swallowed his saliva.

After that, another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs covered in sauce was picked up.

Ruan Chujiu let go of his worries and began to cook hard.

Cooking people will never reduce their appetite because of their worries!

However, Ruan Chujiu was still thinking about his father, so he started to stare outside the screen after finishing the meal.

"Waiting for your father?" Fu Wenqin took out a tissue, and affectionately wiped the corner of Ruan Chujiu's mouth, which he couldn't spare.

Ruan Chujiu, holding Fu Wenqin's peeled shrimp tail in one hand and a drink in the other, raised his head naturally and sent the corner of his mouth over.

"I'm going to the toilet." After drinking too many drinks, Ruan Chujiu ate the shrimp tails in one gulp, took off the gloves for eating seafood, and started running towards the toilet.

After solving his physical needs, Ruan Chujiu washed his hands and went out, lowered his head and wiped the water on his hands, but did not notice that there happened to be two people hugging each other and walking towards the toilet, and they were of the same style and did not look at the road.

"Oh."

With a muffled groan from the other side, Ruan Chujiu hurriedly said sorry, wondering if he had a grudge against the bumper

"I'm sorry." Ruan Chujiu apologized again, and raised his head just in time to see Tang Zhouye who was looking down.

And Ruan Hanzhi holding hands with Tang Zhouye.

Ruan Chujiu's apologetic smile froze slightly.

"dad."

"Is this the stepdad you found for me?"