He kept looking at her, with Ning An's shrunken figure in his pupils, wearing a sapphire blue turtleneck sweater, a light beige coat, a clean and fair face, and a gleam of surprise in his eyes.

Song Shaoyan is also a businessman and can easily catch other people's eyes.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he sneered again: "Still...you don't think much of my wealth."

Ning An finally came to her senses. She put her hands under the table. Fortunately, Song Shaoyan couldn't see her: "Can I understand that... you want me to see you?"

I thought Song Shaoyan would be stubborn and refused to admit it, but unexpectedly he nodded generously: "Yes, that's what I mean."

"Since you think my emotions are still intact, I went back and thought about it, and I think it may not be. Since you woke me up, you have to take responsibility."

Ning An is angry, Song Shaoyan always has a lot of fallacies, and he likes to come up with fallacies every time he can't surpass her.

She almost pounded the table in anger: "Then the abbot also thinks that you have unresolved emotions, so is he also responsible?"

"He is very responsible to me. Master Yichan said that no matter what questions I encounter in the future, I can come to him. I hope you can also have such a sense of responsibility."

"No..." Ning An was almost bypassed by him. The man in front of him was serious and his expression was cold and serious, "Wait a minute, let's eat first, okay? I'm hungry."

"Yeah." Song Shaoyan handed you the menu, "You order."

Ning An handed the jewelry box to him first: "Please accept your things."

Song Shaoyan refused and pushed back: "Giving away things will throw water, not to mention, there are always many jewelry."

Ning'an: "..."

It's amazing to have a mine.

Song Shaoyan is really talented.

Or a diamond mine.

Ning An ignored him and looked down at the menu.

They were basically some of Huacheng's specialties. Ning An ordered a few of them. Under the bright light, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fair face was covered with a light layer of color, which was delicate and gentle.

When she was looking at the menu, Song Shaoyan looked at her without hesitation.

Sometimes Ning An would just look up and meet his eyes, and he wouldn't hide away, just so casually.

Ning An felt uncomfortable, so he hurriedly ordered a few dishes and threw the menu to him: "I don't know what to order anymore, just do it."

He took the menu and didn't look at her.

Ning An felt that Song Shaoyan was a little abnormal.

If he were normal, she wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

After ordering, the waiter started to take out the food.

There is a vase of flowers on the table, which are beautiful and have a pleasant fragrance.

Song Shaoyan leaned lazily on the sofa and looked at her peacefully. His eyes had lost their usual sharpness and edge and were as soft as water: "The clothes you are wearing today are very beautiful."

Ning An's eyes were full of horror: "Don't praise me. If you have anything to say, just say it. I'll answer you if I can. But don't praise me."

She was afraid.

Song Shaoyan really never praised her, whether it was when he was in college or when he got married.

In his eyes, she was just a little country girl, with no taste, no aesthetics, average appearance, average personality, earthy and dull.

The fact that he was saying this now made her terrified.

"It will look better with jewelry." Song Shaoyan pointed to the jewelry box, "Open it and take a look."

"Don't look."

"have a look."

"Don't look."

Song Shaoyan simply took it over and opened it for her.
Chapter completed!