The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 540, the whole person instantly fell into the man's arms.

At 5 pm, Xihe Road, West District, a white Porsche is parked outside a classic-style restaurant.

After the car warmed down in the season, he took another call and turned and went straight into the restaurant.

The bodyguard looked at the warm back of the season and disappeared. He picked up the phone and called Chen Jingshen.

"Mr. Mo."

"what's up?"

"Someone is eating dinner, and she is driving alone. It looks very serious. It should be a matter of heart. I don't know if there is any situation. Would you like to call her and ask her?"

The man was silent for a few seconds and asked: "Where is it?"

“The ancient restaurant of Xihe Road.”

"I know."

......

Set the most luxurious box in the restaurant, the waiter opened the door, and the warmth at the door saw a Mr. Xiao Lao who was in the air.

The middle-aged man is wearing a three-piece suit with a very elegant style. Although he is still over fifty years old, he still has an extraordinary gas field. He looked over to the warm season and looked at him in the warm season. Did not say, but it seems to be the same, quietly look at each other.

The waiter stood outside the door, feeling that this man and a woman, one old and one young, seemingly inexplicable people feel that there is a certain kind of similar place, can not tell where it is, perhaps temperament, perhaps feeling.

The warmth of the season is facing Xiao Zhenjun's direction. Seeing that there are no other people in this box, even Xiao Luye is not there. There is a surveillance camera around this box. She should have no problem in coming in, but the waiter is going to close the door. At that time, let the waiter leave a gap in the door, not all of them are turned off.

Seeing the warmth of the season, Mr. Xiao Lao took a very nice and awkward smile, and did not mind, just said: "Where to stand at the door, sit down."

The season warmed in and went down.

She left the bag aside and didn't look at the luxury menu on the table. After all, she had a meal at noon. She was not so hungry at this time. She only asked the waiter to come over and pour a cup of hot water.

"Miss Ji can agree to see this face with me. It is rare. I saw you and the dog walking very close, but it seems that you haven’t had any contact recently. Is it what the dog did to make you unhappy?" Mr. first opened his mouth.

The warm season looked at the chairman of the famous Ling Xiao Group, and faintly hooked his lips: "No, I am actually nodding with Xiao, but last time Mr. Xiao Lao, your birthday, I am only Temporarily as his female companion, there are not many private contacts."

Xiao Zhenjun smiled and looked particularly intimate and embarrassed by the inaccessible Xiao Dong described by the next population: "You should be hungry, order some food first."

"I am not hungry, but when Mr. Xiao Lao invites, I will not have time to go to this appointment this afternoon. I don't know if you have anything. I specially asked me to come over to see this?"

The waiter then brought the water cup in and put it on the warm hand of the season, and then handed the menu to the warm season.

The season warmer was taken over, and I flipped it twice. I didn’t order it. I heard him say, “There is nothing wrong with me. I used to have a relationship with your father, Ji Hongwen. Later, there were some misunderstandings that led to so many years. I haven't contacted it anymore. It is rare to see his daughter have such great achievements in the business world. I felt the change of the time. I didn't expect the children in the old season to be so big, and they have already done this."

The fingers of the menu were warmed up, and the eyes were lifted up. He looked at him and picked up his lips. He smiled and said: "Mr. Xiao Lao just wants me to have a meal because of my father?"

Xiao Zhenjun always pays attention to the change of the warmth of the season. The warmth of the season is quite polite and makes people laugh. But her sentence is obviously like guessing something, but because it is just a guess, I am not eager to ask or to break.

"Of course, there is your mother." When Xiao Zhenjun mentioned her mother, her tone paused and her eyes fell on her face, as if she was looking at another through her face, but it seemed calm during the warm season. In his eyes, he has a different kind of indifference and sharpness. He laughs again: "I am about the same age as your parents. I also studied in the United States a few decades ago. If it was not because of the years that have not been contacted in the past years, we will It is a turn of the year."

"Oh, is it?" The warm face is still laughing, but it is obviously careless.

It seems that the thing she suspected at the beginning is another proof.

But she didn't dare to think about it.

Xiao family... and her?

Is it possible?

......

Mr. Xiao Lao did not talk much to her. Many of them focused on the experience of the season in the UK. They occasionally asked her about some things in the family during her childhood, as if she was because of her parents. She noticed, but she avoided many things that Ji Hongwen and her mother did not talk about.

After talking for more than an hour, the warm season was due to the stomach and the body's discomfort. I didn't want to continue sitting here, but I asked before the end of the topic: "Mr. Xiao Lao, my mother is at my age. I died when I was very young. Since you met my parents very early, it is better to tell me, my mother, what kind of woman?"

Xiao Zhenjun gave her a deep look because she sounded awkwardly but seemed to be prepared.

The warm season did not evade his sight, only to meet his gaze, smiled.

Xiao Zhenjun’s hand was placed on the table, holding a water glass, and it was pinched on the wall for a long time. He whispered: “Your mother, she is a... very good, very good woman.”

"Is it very good? Since she is so good, it is not supposed to have a happy and perfect marriage family, but also to live happily for a lifetime, but how can it be early and depressed, although I was young, so many years to her I haven't investigated the matter, but I also know that she is getting depressed because of severe depression. Later, when she died in the hospital, she was already skinny. A good woman went through her life in such a miserable manner. Where is the good place?"

Xiao Zhenjun did not speak, just looked at her, although she wanted to stop, but because she was in the company for many years, many of the things that should be said and not said can be very good.

Obviously, there are some things that he did not intend to say.

Then why should she ask her to come to see this?

The warmth of the season hooked the lips, but the smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, the tone was very cool: "I am not very comfortable, go back first, leave."

After she finished, she turned without hesitation.

When she opened the door, she stepped on the high-heeled shoes and went out to the wall. The nose slammed into the familiar clear air.

She did not reflect it for a while, the high heels at the foot also slipped on the water stains on the ground at the same time, the whole person instantly fell to the man's arms in front of the eyes, and the waist was awkward, and the other side cooperated very well. Directly held her full of care.

(End of this chapter)