Chapter Thirteen Did you feel comfortable last night?
Chi Yeche's words made Qiao Ximo's heart skip a beat. She...she heard it right, right? He said...he wanted to have a couple's meal? He should be the same, he didn't know what to order, right?
The manager also trembled because of Chi Yeche's words. This is the first time that Mr. Chi has brought a woman here to eat, and she also ordered a couple's meal. It seems that this girl is Mr. Chi's woman! "Yes, yes, I will serve it to you right away."
." The manager said, then nodded and bowed down.
After the manager left, only Qiao Ximo and Chi Yeche were left in the small private room.
The whole space seemed to be filled with Chi Yeche's aura, which made Qiao Ximo feel nervous again.
As long as she was alone with him, she would be afraid...
A pair of eagle eyes looked at the person opposite with nervous eyes wandering around. "What are you afraid of again? Are you afraid of what I will do to you here?"
Chi Yeche's words made Qiao Ximo tremble again.
Seeing through Qiao Ximo's thoughts, Chi Yeche raised the corners of his lips in a funny way, "Why are you always thinking about these things? Did you feel comfortable yesterday?"
Qiao Ximo wanted to shake her head violently, but she turned her head halfway and did not dare to continue. If she shook her head, would he be unhappy? If he was unhappy, he would be the one who suffered in the end!
Fortunately, the door of the private room was opened at this time, which relieved Qiao Ximo's embarrassment. Behind the manager, two waiters brought the dishes. He felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the private room. Well...did he come at the wrong time?
Did you ruin the couple's relationship?
After the manager and the waiter left, Chi Yeche didn't embarrass Qiao Ximo anymore. He just picked up the knife and fork and said, "Eat."
"Oh..." Qiao Ximo responded submissively and secretly looked at Chi Yeche, who was cutting steak elegantly.
Chi Yeche raised his eyes, and their eyes met in the air: "What's wrong? It doesn't suit your taste?" She has lived abroad for so long, so she should be very accustomed to eating Western food.
"Ah? No." Qiao Ximo said and quickly picked up the fork with her left hand and picked up the knife with her right hand and started to cut the steak carefully. She just wanted to see how Chi Yeche held the knife and fork. She was not Qiao Qingqing and had no life.
In foreign countries, the conditions at home were so strict. Let alone eating Western food, she rarely went to small restaurants outside. She had no idea which hand should hold the knife and fork.
The meal was quite peaceful, Chi Yeche said nothing, and Qiao Ximo did not enjoy this rare treatment. At least she had never imagined that she would sit in this high-end restaurant to dine.
After eating, Chi Yeche put down his knife and fork and elegantly picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth. His eyes always fell on the little woman opposite who seemed to be enjoying the meal.
"Why, steaks abroad are not as delicious as here?"
Seeing that Chi Yeche was looking at him doubtfully with his eagle eyes narrowed, Qiao Ximo realized that what he had just eaten was a little too forgetful. Qiao Ximo quickly put down his knife and fork: "No, I have never been like this before abroad.
Of course, the taste of high-end restaurants is a little different." Qiao Ximo made up nonsense. Even if Qiao Daye gave Qiao Qingqing a lot of pocket money, Qiao Qingqing probably doesn't have that much money to spend every meal in a restaurant like this.
Bar?
"Oh?" Chi Yeche raised his eyebrows and found Qiao Ximo sitting there. "Isn't it to your liking? Keep eating."
Qiao Ximo shook his head violently: "No! I'm full too." After Chi Yeche said that just now, how could Qiao Ximo dare to eat in front of him without any precautions like just now? I just hope not to
It would be nice if he noticed something strange.
"what is your phone number?"
"I don't have a mobile phone." Qiao Ximo replied subconsciously.
Suddenly realizing that he seemed to have said something wrong, Qiao Ximo raised his eyes to meet Chi Yeche's dark and meaningful eyes: "No mobile phone?" Qiao Daye loves his daughter so much, is he not even willing to buy her a mobile phone?
?
For a moment, Qiao Ximo's mind was thinking of countermeasures at high speed: "I mean... I don't have a mobile phone in China. I bought that mobile phone abroad and I didn't even bring it back. I plan to buy a new one in China.
It’s just that I haven’t had time to go yet…”
Qiao Ximo said as she looked at Chi Yeche cautiously with a pair of bright black eyes, hoping that he would believe it! Qiao Ximo was never very good at lying, and she rarely let off steam, but today, she no longer
I know how many lies I have told. As some people say, once you tell a lie, you have to use a bunch of lies to justify it.
Fortunately, Chi Yeche believed what Qiao Ximo said.
After eating and returning to the car, Qiao Ximo found that the car was not driving in the direction he came from. He wanted to ask them where they were going but did not dare to ask.
Finally, the car stopped at the entrance of a department store.
"Fang Ye, take her in to buy clothes."
"Yes, sir." Fang Ye said, getting out of the car and opening the door for Qiao Ximo.
Qiao Ximo glanced at Chi Yeche and saw that he had taken out his notebook and seemed to be getting ready for work. He didn't dare to say anything and followed Fang Ye out of the car.
The first and second floors of the department store are dedicated to women's clothing, and there are big brands from all over the world. Because of the prices, most people stay away from it, so there are very few people shopping here, but those who come in are usually rich people.
"Miss Qiao, you can choose whatever clothes you like." Chi Yeche asked him to come in and follow Qiao Ximo. Of course, he was not accompanying her to choose clothes. He was just responsible for monitoring her and preventing her from escaping.
"I..." Qiao Ximo had already walked through several stores but didn't dare to go in. Even without looking at the price tags, she could imagine how expensive the clothes here would be! "I don't know what to buy."
"Miss Qiao can buy whatever she needs. Don't worry about Mr. Qiao. If Ms. Qiao doesn't choose a few expensive items, Mr. Qiao may think you're looking down on him." Fang Ye seemed to see through Qiao Ximo's thoughts, although she was also
He has always been raised by wealth, but Qiao Daye is only a deputy director after all. Miss Qiao has probably never seen such a posture.
"Oh... ok..." Qiao Ximo had no choice but to bite the bullet and casually walked into a store in front of him.
As soon as the shopping guide saw Qiao Ximo entering the store, she greeted her with a smile. From the clothes Qiao Ximo was wearing, it could be seen that she was not an ordinary rich lady.
"Miss, do you need any recommendations?"
"No, no need, I can just take a look for myself." Qiao Ximo couldn't adapt to the sudden warm reception. She casually walked aside and picked up her clothes and looked at the tag.
Qiao Ximo was completely stunned!
Eight thousand! Eight hundred! Eighty-eight!
It’s just a dress! Is the price so ridiculous?
Finding Qiao Ximo holding this dress, Fang Ye came over and asked, "Does Miss Qiao like this?"
Chapter completed!