The restaurant is a flat-selected, privately-owned clubhouse that requires a membership card and an appointment to enter.

Here, guests can enjoy exclusive services, and even the routes to and from are specially designed. The space surrounded by the frosted glass partitions, one step at a time, unique ingenuity, even the adjacent two tables of guests will not face each other, very suitable for political and business dignitaries and celebrities in the entertainment industry.

It’s about new, and Xia has never been here before.

A group of people is seated.

The waiter sent the menu up and bent over to ask everyone what to eat.

Rong Ping is the main seat, ordered a lot of low-calorie and nutritious meals, and looked at Xia Xi with a polite smile: "Is this ok? The taste is light, but it is very characteristic." The important thing is, They are all entertainers. In order to pursue the effect of the mirror, they usually have strict control over the diet and almost no high-calorie and high-fat foods. Although the male star is slightly better than the actress in this respect, it is not much better.

He did not know that Xia Wei’s taste was biased.

However, in the face of unfamiliar people, it is obviously a social occasion, and she is not so persistent in food. “It’s all right,” she said, adding a glutinous rice porridge to the dessert.

In this way, let Rong Ping see her more.

"A lot of actresses don't eat staple food at all," Rong Ping's voice is very gentle. "Miss Ye is very special."

"If you don't even dare to eat anything you like to eat, it makes you famous." Xia Xiao said with a smile.

Rong Ping nodded politely, but he did not agree with his heart. Who is the star to eat? After becoming famous, more interesting things went, standing in front of the spotlight to accept the admiration of the crowd, no more than the pursuit of the appetite of the district? He seems to be gentle, but he did not feel a bit of restraint and superiority, and ordered food for two agents.

Not long after, the meal is delivered.

Xia Wei and Rong Ping are not familiar with each other. Even Lin Yunan is just returning to Dongyue, and he is not familiar with Jimmy. The four people had a tacit understanding of some safe topics to talk about, seemingly harmonious, in fact, they can not talk about more investment.

Lin Yunan was keenly aware of the problem - Xia Wei was not satisfied with the call.

She is different from Rong Ping. Her emotions and sorrows are written on her face. Even if she is already paying attention to cover up, she can compare her eyebrows when she mentions Li Lei, and even concentrate on the love songs. The contrast is too obvious. Lin Yunan remembers in his heart, and plans to go back and remind her, even if it is a performance, but also to feel the performance, the right to honed acting.

When she was on the dessert, Xia Wei felt a little bored. By the way she went to the bathroom, she left the room with a small breath.

This is really a good clubhouse, the environment is quiet, the staggered layout is separated by winding paths, walking like it is like walking in a well-designed scenic spot. Xia Wei came out from the bathroom, greedy the scenery along the way, coupled with the reluctance to return to the table to entertain, walked a little carelessly, and when I returned to God, I found myself lost.

Because it is a clubhouse with good privacy, there are not many waiters along the way.

Xia Wei tried to go a few steps forward to make sure that this was not the way she came when she was on the tulle glass. There was ice crack on the glass, and there was a bamboo behind the glass, and she was vaguely on the other side. Floc-like lines and Xiangzhu bamboo.

She is preparing to return.

Suddenly I heard the sound in the front of the deck. "The heat of this dish is too high, I can't eat it. You Dong, can you help me eat it?" The young girl's sweet and spoiled voice.

Xia Wei’s footsteps were slightly stunned.

Dong Dong?

Unconsciously, through the ice cracks in the frosted glass and the gap between the bamboo, she looked over there and saw the cushioned elegant card seat, sitting face to face with two people, the girl who just spoke back to her, I can only see a long-cut hair that is well-kept, and some thin and thin backs are familiar.

And the opposite of her is the scorpion balance.

Today's 裴子衡, wearing a smoky gray sweater, revealing a white gold-lined shirt collar, a man in his thirties, looks like a calm and elegant temperament, with a faint look The cold and long-lasting majesty, only sitting there, without words, can make countless little girls blush.

Even Xia Wei, breathing gently squatted.

The little girl in front of her has obviously been fascinated by the fascination, and she asked: "Help me eat it, okay?"

Xia Yu hangs his eyes, don't want to look at it anymore, he turns and leaves.

"This lady, what can I do for you?" Suddenly, a young man in a waiter uniform, holding a tray, appeared in front of her and whispered politely. He was about to give the scorpion a balance on the table. With the excellent memory of the waiters, he recognized that she was a guest at another table not far away. It was about the wrong way.

Unexpectedly, this low voice shocked the balance.

He looked up and saw it through the bamboo. He saw her accurately.

"Small sly." He slowly recited her name, and the low-alcoholic voice lingered between the lips and teeth, as if sighing a long-awaited lover.

The girl opposite him also heard the sound.

For a time, Xia Wei has some dilemmas.

Is it a direct turn to leave, or to say hello to him? She wants to turn directly away, but her feet are like roots, not moving immediately.

In this short moment, Zhai Ziheng has stood up and walked up to her and said, "Come and sit." He also told the waiter, "The dishes have been withdrawn, and new tables are added."

The waiters here have undergone rigorous training and have seen a wide variety of scenes. I heard that they knew each other, so they didn’t say much and went straight to life.

Xia Yan looked up at him: "I have already eaten."

"Get some more." His eyes showed a soft touch, but the tone was habitually carrying orders.

Xia Wei stood still in the same place, and looked at the little girl in the card seat not far away. Obviously, before she hit it in by mistake, he was dating this girl. This cognition made her heart faintly tingling, but it was much better than when she was born again.

I remember the first time I heard the news of raising someone around him. Her world is falling apart.

Now, I am able to stand in front of him and not change his face.

She took a slight breath and her face was like a mask: "Don't bother you, there are people waiting for me."

Yan Ziheng slightly frowned, followed her eyes and glanced at the girl in the deck. "You go back." He ordered, his tone was much colder than when he was facing Xia Wei, and there was no doubt about it.

The girl apparently knew his temper, did not dare to violate it, and looked at Xia Wei with hatred and walked away.

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