Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 179 Feng Yiche, You Are Mine
Looking secretly at Song Yanheng's smiling face, Nian Shiqian hesitated, but still asked curiously: "Editor-in-Chief, have you been living abroad?"

Song Yanheng shook his head: "I went to America in college, what's wrong?"

"Well, I always think you look familiar, I seem to have seen you before, but I can't remember where I saw you." Nian Shiqian embarrassedly scratched her hair.

A bright light flashed in Song Yanheng's crooked eyes: "Maybe."

Before Nian Shiqian could think about it carefully, Song Yanheng stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner. You're so skinny, so you shouldn't need to lose weight, right?"

Nian Shiqian quickly shook his head: "I should treat you to dinner. You were injured to save me. Besides, I also want to thank you for saving me from the warehouse. I will definitely treat you to this meal."

"It's about the warehouse." Song Yanheng shrugged, "I don't think I've seen you before. If you say that, it seems that I'm avenging my own personal revenge. The influence is not good."

When he read it, he smiled slightly: "Yes, nothing."

Melotina restaurant.

Standing at the door, Nian Shiqian was a little surprised, more hesitant.

Song Yanheng said that he had heard about a restaurant with very good dishes, and had already reserved a seat in advance, but Nian Shiqian never thought it would be here.

"What's wrong?" Song Yanheng looked at Nian Shiqian who was motionless.

When he read it, he said softly, "It's nothing, let's go."

Every time she came here, she was with Feng Yiche, and she walked through the VIP passage, at most she could take a look at the hall from the glass corridor, and it was the first time she actually walked in.

Find a place with the best view, and when Nian Shiqian raises his head, he will be able to see the glass corridor, just looking in from the outside, it is nothing more than exquisite paintings adorning the restaurant.

After ordering, Song Yanheng looked at Nian Shiqian curiously: "You don't like this place?"

"No, it's pretty good." Nian Shiqian felt a little guilty.

Song Yanheng saw her reaction, but didn't point it out, and even had some expectations.

"The environment here is nice, do you come here often?"

"No, it's my first time here. How can I come to this kind of place often. Hahaha."

After finishing speaking, Nian Shiqian breathed out secretly.

Why does she feel guilty?

strangeness.

Picking up the napkin and wiping the palms of his hands, Nian Shiqian said softly, "Editor-in-Chief, I'm sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Yanheng nodded.

Standing up, Nian Shiqian carefully pushed away the chair and walked towards the bathroom. Generally speaking, people who have never been there before should not be able to find the location of the bathroom so easily, and they may lose their familiarity.

Song Yanheng was full of smiles, but there was a gloomy chill in his eyes.

Walking out of the bathroom, Nian Shiqian suddenly heard a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that in the corner of the corridor, Luo Jiao and a middle-aged man were together, looking mysterious.

"Dad, are you sure this is really okay?"

"It's definitely possible. As long as Feng Yiche drinks this, even Liu Xiahui will bow down under your pomegranate skirt!"

"But Dad, I'm worried..."

"Don't you like him very much? Dad spent a lot of effort to find out that he is eating here, so you pretend to be passing by, go say hello, and then take this opportunity to put this in his wine. Success or failure is in one fell swoop , you can't back down on the spot! Do you still want to be Mrs. Feng?"

Secretly poking out half of his head, Nian Shiqian pursed the corners of his mouth.

Feng Yiche was indeed here, this Luo Jiao actually wanted to design Feng Yiche.

No, Feng Yiche was not with her yesterday...

That is to say, Feng Yiche was not with Luo Jiao at all last night.

Thinking of this, my depressed mood suddenly dissipated a lot.

Looking at the powder in her palm, Luo Jiao was very nervous, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but her eyes glowed with excitement, and she walked towards the private room.

"Feng Yiche, you are mine!"

(End of this chapter)