Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 340: Woman, be reserved

"Big brother... why did you give me the flowers?" The little flower girl asked softly, her pretty face filled with dullness.

The Qiu Yiren on the side was embarrassed, standing there at a loss.

This scene made her struck by lightning.

It's been hit hard.

I originally thought that Mr. Chen's flowers would be given to myself.

result……? ? ?

Send a ten-year-old girl to you? ?

"She is not my girlfriend, this flower is for you." Chen Zongheng said calmly and indifferently.

"Huh?" The little flower girl looked stunned... turned her head... stared at the Qiu Yiren on the side in a daze.

Not a girlfriend? ?

Qiu Yiren stood there, not to mention how embarrassed it was.

She had never been so embarrassed in her life.

Qiu Yiren was cruel, and suddenly took out a thick stack of banknotes from her bag and stuffed it directly into the hand of the little flower girl.

Then, she drew a rose flower directly from the little girl's hand and handed it directly to Mr. Chen.

"Send you." Qiu Yiren was also dazzled at this time, and under the blank of his brain, he directly sent flowers to Chen Zongheng!

Since you don't give me away, then my old lady will give you away!

Scene, quiet.

Around, those onlookers and passers-by... cast their surprised and curious eyes?

Oh my god? !

Such a beautiful OL uniform beauty, unexpectedly took the initiative... to send flowers to a man? ?

Oh my God!

This is almost... flowers are stuck on the cow dung? !

This big beauty is too proactive, right?

All the men onlookers around had their jaws dropped? !

This Nima...is too special, right? !

Beautiful women take the initiative to send flowers!

This is so domineering!

Qiu Yi had a pretty face and stubborn. At this time, she was completely free of it, holding the flower, and handing it to Chen Zongheng.

This.

Such scenes are almost unprecedented.

Anyway, it's the daughter-in-chief of the dignified Qiu Group. Worth tens of billions.

You are so unreserved... take the initiative to send flowers to Mr. Chen?

At this time, Qiu Yi was also in a dilemma, she had no choice but to escape.

There was a trace of astonishment in Chen Zong's cold eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he did not pick up the bunch of flowers.

The scene was awkward.

The onlookers around were even whispering a bit.

"Look at it... that man... doesn't seem to be willing to pick up flowers?"

"What's the situation...? That man is too cold and arrogant, right?"

"That woman is so passive... Such a beautiful beauty, she has confessed so actively... Why is that man indifferent?"

"Hey... It's really a drought caused by drought, and a flood caused by waterlogging..."

The onlookers around are sour.

The women onlookers felt worthless for Qiu Yiren.

The men onlookers are thumping their chests!

Numb! Death due to drought and death due to waterlogging! !

This fucking, beautiful women don’t even pick up flowers, so they’re so pretending, right?

There was constant discussion around, and Qiu Yiren's pretty face became more and more red, and she finally couldn't help it, her beautiful eyes were a bit complicated and stubborn... With one hand, she was about to take back the bouquet of flowers.

If you don't accept it, then forget it!

But at this moment... Chen Zong suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her snow-white arm.

Then, in her stunned gaze, she took the bunch of roses.

He gently broke the rose, then inserted it into the left breast pocket of his suit.

"Woman, be reserved." Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm, and he leaned to her ear, spit out these words in a voice that almost only two of them could hear.

Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned red for a moment. At this moment, she...a complete failure, a complete defeat.

All the pride, stubbornness, and wisdom in her heart... are all being abused at this moment.

The reservedness, arrogance, and face of my own grand daughter-in-chief are gone.

In front of this man, lost light.

"The two at table 310, it's time."

At this moment, the waiter shouted at the door of the Haidilao hot pot restaurant.

Qiu Yiren lowered her head and glanced at the No. 310 dining table paper in her hand. She took advantage of the situation and took Chen Zongheng's arm.

I don't know where the courage came from. At this time, she almost gave up.

In the emotional drama, it was a fight of wits and courage. At this time, the Qiu Yi people had lost their wisdom and only courage was left.

Chen Zongheng was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect...this woman would be so bold as to take her arm?

He looked indifferent and slowly turned his head... staring at this woman.

Qiu Yiren pretended not to see it, and ignored her gaze, so he held him, and walked all the way towards the Haidilao hot pot restaurant...

At the door of the store, the little flower girl, the flower girl, watched the two enter the door suspiciously.

"Is it a girlfriend?" The little girl murmured softly.

...

In the Haidilao hot pot restaurant, until he arrived at the table, Qiu Yi hurriedly released Chen Zongheng's arm.

She took the lead and found a place to sit down.

Chen Zong's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly sat across the table.

At this time, Qiu Yiren, sitting at the dining table, had a slight blush on her pretty face.

She still stayed in the awkward scene just now, and it was difficult to calm her mood.

"Sir, what do you want to eat?" Qiu Yiren used the excuse of ordering to cover up the embarrassment between the two.

"Whatever." Chen Zongheng faintly spit out a smoke ring, and replied indifferently.

Order dishes, bottom of the pot.

The entire process of dining was decided by the Qiuyi people.

Chen Zongheng sat on the side indifferently, as if he was not interested in everything alive except for murder and missions.

Serve hot pot.

Plates of fresh ingredients were also served on the table.

Two people, for the first time...in this atmosphere, began to enjoy this hearty hot pot.

Qiu Yiren ordered all vegetables, but in order to estimate Mr. Chen's taste, she also ordered a lot of fresh meat.

There is hardly any conversation in the hot pot of two people.

Just take care of each other, bow their heads to dine.

Chen Zongheng sat there coldly, like a robot.

As for Qiu Yiren, with a hint of complexity on her pretty face, she wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to talk about.

This is an awkward hot pot meal.

Qiu Yiren's long hair is lightly pulled behind her ears, holding a spoon carefully, and boiling the beef.

At this time, she was completely different from the temperament of the big president who worked in the office on weekdays.

Although she was still wearing an OL uniform and skirt, at this time she...like a big president who never cannibalized the smoke and fire, transformed into an out-and-out little woman.

Sitting in a hot pot restaurant with a man for dinner, accompanied by good food, sweet and happy.

It's just that the only thing missing... is words.

At the table, it was too quiet.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Qiu Yiren gently blanched a piece of beef and put it in Mr. Chen's bowl.

"Sir, it's cooked...you can eat it." When this action was completed, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was slightly flushed.

This is the first time she has brought food to a man.

This is something that has never happened before in her life.

Even at home, to her father, she never picked up food.

She is a proud eldest princess with her own stubbornness.

She doesn't give people food, not before...and not in the future.

But tonight, she gave Chen Zonggong some food for the first time.