The Emperor’s Favorite Wife is a Little Sweet

   Chapter 2857 His own wife

   "Okay." Zhuang Shihao himself has already drawn up a contract and can take it out immediately - he does things and never fights unprepared battles.

   However, thinking that if he gives it again next time, he can find another chance to meet Fang Lan, so he didn't say much.

   Let’s talk about it next time.

   "Then it's settled, you don't regret it." Fang Lan's lively temper came up again, and gestured with his fingers.

   "I don't regret it." A chuckle escaped from the man's voice. It was probably her sudden tone that pleased him and added a touch of tenderness to his eyebrows.

   The waiter came over: "Ma'am, the dishes at your table are ready, will you serve it now?"

   Fang Lan just remembered that she just ordered the food, and she ordered it. Thinking that the business was done, it was reasonable to invite the other party to a meal.

   Who knew it would be like this.

  Refund is definitely not possible.

   But do you want to eat with this man?

  Zhuang Shihao tapped the table with his fingers: "I came from the conference room and I haven't had dinner yet. If it's convenient, can I stay for a meal?"

  Fang Lan was still a little hesitant, and the man just begged for a meal in a big way.

   Sure enough, men are the most shameless. They said they hated her before, but now they eat her food with confidence.

   It was just a meal, Fang Lan was too embarrassed to refuse, not to mention hoping that he would quickly buy his shares.

   "That's fine." Fang Lan said to the waiter, "Let's serve."

   The meal was very quiet, only the slight sound of the bowls and chopsticks colliding with each other could be heard.

  Zhuang Shihao eats very elegantly, and Fang Lan in the impression is also very gentle and elegant.

   But when I look at her now, she eats food with big mouthfuls, and eats rice with big mouthfuls, and her movements are neat and tidy.

  Zhuang Shihao wanted to talk to her, but her attention was all on the food, so he could only give up.

   After finishing the meal, Fang Lan was in a good mood. Although things were not very pleasant today, the dishes of this restaurant lived up to their reputation.

   She glanced at Zhuang Shihao, who had quietly put down his chopsticks, then stood up and said, "I'll go pay."

In fact, she could have called a waiter and paid for it in the private room, but she was wary of this man and didn't want to get along with him. This kind of man who looks sane on the outside is the one who eats people and doesn't spit out his bones. Fang Lan was a little scared.

   And, knowing that he hates her too, she has no reason to stay with him any longer.

  Fang Lan went downstairs with her bag and went to the front desk to pay.

  Zhuang Shihao stood not far away and looked at her, his eyes fixed on her slender waist, looking at her fingers with skill in holding cards, he thought for three more points.

   Assistant Zhang came over: "Mr. Zhuang."

  Zhuang Shihao turned around and Assistant Zhang said, "The meeting just now ended a bit abruptly. The customers who participated in the meeting were a little unhappy and asked for a lower price in the contract."

   "The price can't be pressed, think of other ways to ease his mood." Zhuang Shihao said.

   "I tried my best, but the other party was a little resentful. Probably thought you left suddenly to suppress him on purpose." Assistant Zhang nodded.

  Zhuang Shihao pinched his eyebrows: "My wife is going to have an accident, how can I care so much?"

   He also received news from Assistant Zhang, knowing that Mrs. Jiang was about to enter the private room, so he went to Fang Lan one step ahead of schedule and resolved the crisis.

   In fact, it is not that there is no other way to resolve it, but seeing each other is Zhuang Shihao's best way to solve the problem at present.

   (end of this chapter)