Chapter 39 Restaurant
Song Qingqing took a taxi to the Huafang Pavilion.

After reporting her name, Song Qingqing was a little surprised that no one looked at her and refused to let her in.

Huafang Pavilion is a restaurant similar to an attic, with pavilions, pavilions, pools and waterside pavilions, reflected in green pines and cypresses, rockery and strange rocks, flower beds, bonsai, vines and green bamboos, dotted among them.

The romantic and solemn temperament, the high foyer and the grand door, the round arched windows and the stone masonry at the corners are all graceful and luxurious.

Hanging on the wall are curtains with hunting pictures embroidered with gold and silver threads of various colors. The embroidery was considered the most exquisite at that time. There are short purple curtains hanging around, and the chairs also have colorful covers, one of which is very tall. In front stood a carved ivory footstool.

The veils hang down, creating a hazy atmosphere. The surrounding stone walls are all covered with brocade, and even the roof of the room is separated by embroidered felt, which is warm and cozy.

Turn east, pass through an east-west hallway, and after the south hall, there is a large courtyard in Yimen, with five main rooms above, wing rooms on both sides with deer tops and ear rooms drilled into the mountains, extending in all directions, grand and magnificent.

The golden roof and stone walls are painted with various patterns of birds in colorful colors, and the floor is covered with carpets embroidered with soft brocade and satin, occasionally burning a few bright red flames.

On the west side of the yard, a few long bamboo poles are covered with vines. The dense green leaves are lined with purple-red flowers. They are delicate and bright. From a distance, they look like a beautiful colorful satin.

Song Qingqing has been completely fascinated by the scene in front of her. In the rapidly developing 21st century, there is still such an antique place, and Qingcheng with countless bustling avenues.

I glanced at the time, it was still a while before [-]:[-].

Song Qingqing asked the waiter where the restroom was, put the loot in the wooden storage room on the right side of the lobby, locked it, and went to the restroom with peace of mind.

The moment she went to the bathroom, Li Luoshen and Song Xiyun had already arrived.

The waiter took them to the private room on the third floor. Li Luoshen told the waiter that if there was a girl named Song Qingqing later, don't stop her, just bring her up.

The waiter understood.

After coming out of the bathroom, Song Qingqing groped his way up to the third floor by himself.

Looking at the room number at the door, he knocked on the door of 303.

"Please come in." Li Luo's deep and mellow voice sounded, and Song Qingqing pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as he entered, he saw his father and Li Luoshen who hadn't seen him for a few days.

It's him again...

Song Qingqing felt that this fate was really a bit too 'good', so good to a certain level.

After a stalemate, they sat down beside Song Xiyun.

He lowered his voice and said to him, a little dissatisfied, "Dad, why didn't you tell me that he was the one who ate."

Unexpectedly, Song Xiyun said, "You didn't even ask."

Song Qingqing vomited blood and died.

This is really a dear father, that's right.

At this moment, Li Luoshen, who had been silent all this time, said, "I don't know what Miss Song likes to eat?"

"Not picky eaters." Song Qingqing faked a smile.

"Since Miss Song is the only woman here, let's leave the ordering to Miss Song." Li Luo smiled deeply, seeing Song Qingqing, his depressed mood improved a lot.

Song Qingqing didn't refuse, "That's fine."

After taking the menu, it is densely written with representative dishes of the eight major cuisines, which is very detailed.

Just by looking at the name of the dish, you can tell what raw material it is made of.

While flipping through the menu, he asked Li Luoshen, "Who will pay for today's meal?"

"Of course it's me." Li Luoshen replied.

The smile on the corners of Song Qingqing's lips was obvious, she was going to kill him hard today, it's better to make him suffer.

(End of this chapter)

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