Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 58 My Wife Wouldn't Joke About This Kind of Thing
It was still early when we arrived at the restaurant, Qiao Weiliang called the waiter and got to know all the dishes on the menu first.

She changed into a milky white one-shoulder evening dress with only light makeup on. From the neck to the collarbone to the white and round shoulders, everything was delicate.

Her hair was pulled up high, revealing her soft features, completely different from the usual arrogant and stubborn Qiao Weiliang.

She looked up and chatted with the waiter in a low voice, with a proper smile on her face, elegant and courteous, like a well-bred nobleman, she couldn't tell that she was a woman who was in the circle and notorious.

How many faces does this woman have?She seems to be very good at disguising, and she always seems to be just being herself.

Just after asking and returning the menu to the waiter, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a middle-aged blond man walked in, followed by a handsome guy in sportswear.

This handsome guy is no stranger to Qiao Weiliang and Ji Zhen, they just left the airport a few hours ago.

Slightly stunned for a moment, Qiao Weiliang and Ji Zhen got up to meet him at the same time, Qiao Weiliang deliberately walked one step behind Ji Zhen.

"Mr. John, hello, I'm Ji Zhen, nice to meet you."

Ji Zhen said hello in fluent English, the pronunciation is very standard, and the voice is full-bodied, which is indescribably nice.

Mr. John smiled and shook hands with him, keeping his eyes on Ji Zhen.

He thought, this is really a typical oriental man. This man's facial features are profound, handsome and heroic, his facial contours are tough, his eyes exude a wise and cold light, and his calm and stern aura forms a unique personal charm, which is enough to attract the attention of any woman. look.

"Mr. Ji, hello, you have a very attractive temperament."

After looking at it, Mr. John gave an evaluation, which is not a low compliment.

Ji Zhen said thank you, let go of her hand, and acted calmly.

Only then did Qiao Weiliang go up to say hello: "Mr. John, hello, I am Mr. Ji's manager. It is a great honor to invite a master like you to shoot."

Mr. John looked at Qiao Weiliang, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Miss Qiao, have we met before?"

Qiao Weiliang was about to speak, when Ah Jin, who had been standing quietly behind him, couldn't help but exclaimed and stepped forward: "Oh, Dad, she is Qiao!"

Mr. John suddenly realized that Qiao Weiliang originally thought that the meal tonight would be very troublesome, but because of A Jin's accidental joining, the meal was much easier than Qiao Weiliang imagined.

Mr. John became very talkative, and he was basically satisfied with Ji Zhen. Almost all the topics at the dinner table were about Qiao Weiliang.

"Joe, you look very good, like your father."

Mr. John praised it, and Qiao Weiliang said thank you generously, and suggested that the theme of this shooting should be a little more bloody, such as survival in the wilderness, showing the struggle between man and nature.

Mr. John agreed without saying a word, and then asked: "Joe, where is your father now, if possible, next time I hope to climb the mountain with him and take some photos, he is simply perfect."

"..."

Qiao Weiliang stopped peeling the oysters, the shells were a little sharp, and when her fingertips hurt, bright red blood dripped out.

Qiao Weiliang froze for a moment, took out a tissue to wipe it off, and replied in a low voice: "Unfortunately, Mr. John's wish may not be fulfilled."

Thinking that Qiao Weiliang had some concerns, Mr. John continued: "Don't worry about the itinerary. As long as he has time, I can come to him directly by plane."

"It's not about the itinerary." Qiao Weiliang replied, lowering her eyes to prevent others from seeing the sadness in her eyes: "Mr. John, my father has passed away due to an accident."

"Oh! No! How could God take the life of such a genius!"

Mr. John stood up excitedly as he spoke. The table was shaken by him, and a plate fell, making a loud noise. Others in the restaurant looked over, but he didn't realize it. He just looked at Qiao Weiliang in disbelief. : "Joe, what you said is not true, is it?"

Mr. John asked eagerly, but Qiao Weiliang didn't answer, she sat there with her head down, looking from Ji Zhen's perspective, she was shrouded in shadow, lonely and helpless.

Like an abandoned child.

Isn't this damn woman so eloquent?Why can't you say it now?

"Joe..."

Mr. John wanted to ask again, Ji Zhen put down the tableware in his hand with a 'snap', and put his arms around Qiao Weiliang's shoulder: "Mr. John, please control your emotions, my wife will not take such a thing joke."

(End of this chapter)