Reborn Abilities Little Landlord

Chapter 239 Revenge (2)
As soon as he entered the door, Cheng Zihan could feel that the atmosphere here was not right, it felt chilly no matter what, as if there were icy blades shooting towards him.

Han Bozun's eyes always fell on her body inadvertently, that cold and murderous gaze made her feel chilly all over.

After sorting out his mood, Cheng Zihan sat upright and stared straight at Han Bozun.

Han Bozun is already 80 years old, with gray hair, but ruddy complexion, which should be well maintained, so the whole person looks much younger than his actual age.

His eyes are very similar to Han Jinchen's eyes, they are the same deep and dark, but Han Jinchen's eyes are very pure black without any magazines, while Han Bozun's eyes are dark with some light, which seems to shine through everywhere. Calculating.

Cheng Zihan suddenly understood why Han Jinchen and Han Yi were so repulsive and resistant to the old man in front of them.

No one wants their life to be manipulated, especially a man like Han Jinchen.

Moreover, the reason why Han Jinchen's original lover separated was probably because Han Bozun had done a lot of things, so Han Jinchen naturally hated his so-called father to the core.

Although Han Yi looks docile, he is actually a very strong person. How could he accept that his life was arranged by others?How can you accept others to control your life?

To a large extent, Han Jinchen and Han Yi are very similar people, it can even be said that they are the same kind of people.

Han Jinchen was expressionless, occasionally raised his eyes to look at Cheng Zihan, and then at Han Bozun sitting beside him, but he never said a word.

Cheng Zihan looked straight into Han Bozun's eyes, and took a long time to look away. He propped his chin with one hand and looked out the window. It seemed that the scenery outside the window was much better than Han Bozun's.

The waiter came up quickly and started ordering.

But saying that they want to eat together, in fact, Han Bozun just wanted to spy on Cheng Zihan, where did he really want to eat?

When the waiter came in, he took the recipe and looked at this and that, but he still didn't know who to give it to.

Cheng Zihan glanced at him, stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

The waiter seemed to be pardoned, and quickly handed over the recipe to Cheng Zihan.

The positions of these people are really weird, there is no one sitting on the main seat, and they all sit apart, and they don't know who is the host and who is the guest, so even the shrewd waiter didn't see what was going on. .

Cheng Zihan took the recipe and glanced at Han Bozun, "Is this the first time Mr. Han has come to Wangcheng?"

Han Bozun looked at her with raised eyebrows, shook his head, "No."

"What do you want to eat? This place is my domain, I'll invite you." Cheng Zihan continued flipping through the recipes, and said to Han Bozun lightly.But there was no sincerity in his tone.

Han Bozun didn't have any comments, so he didn't speak.

Cheng Zihan thought he was silent, and began to order, "I know your crispy suckling pig is good, give me one. And your signature dish, give me one! For Qingcai , let’s have lettuce, and then this, this, this, all of this.”

Cheng Zihan pointed at it with the recipe, and the waiter hurriedly took a pen to write it down one by one. As a result, Cheng Zihan boldly ordered twelve dishes and one soup.

In the end, the waiter repeated it to Cheng Zihan before going down to make arrangements.

All Cheng Zihan ordered were high-calorie and high-fat foods, but Han Bozun couldn't eat them, so he ordered them on purpose. This dead old man would show off his power and put on a show when he met him. It's really abominable.

Anyway, Han Jinchen and Han Yi don't like him, so it's okay to tease him casually.

"Mr. Han, I don't know what you like to eat, but what I order are all the signature dishes here, and there must be something that suits your appetite." Cheng Zihan smiled brightly at Han Bozun.

Han Bozun curled his lips, but did not speak.

Cheng Zihan stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.

No one spoke, and the air in the box became much colder.

Cheng Zihan rubbed her arms and glanced at the air conditioner, it was only twenty degrees, not too cold, why did she feel so cold?

This Han Bozun is like a big iceberg, it's really unbearable.

Cheng Zihan couldn't stand the silence, so he asked Han Bozun again: "Mr. Han came to Wang City this time to participate in the auction on Jiangjun Mountain?"

This remark sounded like a knowing question, and it also proved that Cheng Zihan and the old man in front of him really had nothing in common to talk about.

Han Bozun nodded, "Yes. Are you also here to participate?"

Cheng Zihan curled his lips in a forced smile, "Yeah."

After this question and answer, there was another long silence.

But soon, the silence was broken, because the dishes were already ready, the waiters came in one by one with trays, first reported the names of the dishes, and then a special person served them one by one, after a while, the big round table It's all topped with vegetables.

Because there is no turntable, it is estimated that Cheng Zihan tastes bad.

She silently watched her favorite roast suckling pig being placed on the opposite side farthest from her, wishing she could jump over and hold the pig's leg for two bites.

All the dishes are basically meat dishes, and the only vegetarian dish is only a few.

As soon as Han Bozun saw the food being served, he immediately knew that he had been tricked by Cheng Zihan.

But this girl is really naive, and only such a yellow-haired girl can think of such a trick.

Han Bozun smiled helplessly.

Cheng Zihan twitched his index finger.

"Mr. Han, eat quickly, the food won't taste good when it's cold." Cheng Zihan picked up the chopsticks, greeted Han Bozun, and started eating.

Cheng Hai was also polite, and Han Jinchen and Han Yi also picked up their chopsticks one after another.

They are not afraid of eating fat and meat, so they are very happy after a meal.

Han Jinchen and Han Yi also picked up vegetables for Cheng Zihan from time to time, and half of the roast pig ended up in Cheng Zihan's stomach.

After eating and drinking enough, Cheng Zihan felt his round belly in satisfaction and leaned back on the chair.

Seeing that Han Bozun only ate two green vegetables after a meal, they felt a little pitiful for him.

All the dishes on the table were taken care of, and the four of them were really delicious.

"Mr. Han, let's have a good time in Wangcheng for a few days when you come. I have already eaten with you. I still have things to go back to deal with, so I won't play with you." Cheng Zihan was full. Just got up and said goodbye.

(End of this chapter)