Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

"This is it. I used to eat here when I was in college." After parking the car, Lin Weiwei pointed to an antique restaurant and said with a smile.

Once inside, a woman in a simple and elegant cheongsam greeted her and led her in politely.

Before reaching the cubicle, Lin Weiwei proficiently reported the name of the dish, and he must have been hungry for a long time.

She turned her head and realized that Ji Mingyou was ignored, but she didn't know his taste, so she said in embarrassment: "These are all recommended by me, you can increase or decrease as you see fit, after all, I am asking you, so you can't help but be polite."

"After all, I don't know what you are taboo about."

The corners of Ji Mingyou's mouth curled up, his long and narrow eyes flashed across the streamer, and his voice was low and deep: "I have a mild taste, and I don't like coriander, but you have to use your little brain to remember it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and flicked Lin Weiwei's head with a smile.

Lin Weiwei curled his lips, walked unconvinced, and muttered: "I've remembered it a long time ago, who can't remember this? It hurts to beat someone."

The restaurant is Chinese-style, delicate and generous, with a lot of high-quality porcelain, and the wooden hollow screen adds a classical atmosphere, quiet and charming.

"The two of you are right here, but it's the last one, and the others have been reserved." The cheongsam woman smiled slightly, saying that the two of them were lucky.

Lin Weiwei nodded with a smile, leaned close to Ji Mingyou's ear, and whispered, "The price here is not low. Has my sincerity been revealed?"

The arms of the two were tightly pressed together, Ji Mingyou smiled in his eyes, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Isn't this Lin Weiwei?" At this moment, a hearty voice came, and Lin Weiwei, who was leaning on his shoulder, was pulled away.

Ji Mingyou's expression changed, he looked at the person coldly, and said unhappily, "It's a coincidence that I met you again."

"That's right, I feel really bad seeing you." Xu Xiangnan, who was wearing a decent suit, snorted coldly. He always held a grudge because he was taken advantage of by others.

Lin Weiwei moved the hand on the shoulder away, stepped on the opponent's foot, and shouted fiercely: "Zhao Lei, try hugging me again."

"Don't be so fierce, we are all classmates, who doesn't know who?" Zhao Lei scratched his head, his wheat-colored skin was healthy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he often exercised so he was in good shape, but his height was a flaw.

Lin Weiwei was puzzled, and gave him a hard pinch. If he hadn't been a classmate in college and knew that Zhao Lei didn't care about trifles, he would have thrown him over his shoulder a long time ago.

Zhao Lei has a cheerful personality. He spotted the indifferent Ji Mingyou, extended his hand politely, and said hello: "It seems that you are very familiar with Lin Weiwei, and you have heard my name."

"It's Xu Xiangnan's best friend. Before that, Lin Weiwei was always by his side, so we got to know each other." He smiled, but he didn't smile, and explained the relationship on purpose.

Ji Mingyou didn't even look at him, walked in sideways, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Weiwei, come here quickly, I'm hungry."

No matter how bad he is, he can still tell that Zhao Lei is looking for something. It's true that birds of a feather flock together.

"You weren't so polite before." In order not to embarrass Zhao Lei, Lin Weiwei shook his hand and hurriedly released it, and walked in with a smirk.

Seeing the two leave, Zhao Lei leaned against the railing unhappily, stretched his neck and said, "I ran into Lin Weiwei after a meal. I also understand your situation."

"It's her boyfriend who is very estranged from others. Do you want a brother to help you?"

Xu Xiangnan frowned. The two of them were classmates and colleagues, with a fierce look on their faces, and said resentfully: "As long as you can appreciate Ji Mingyou's actions, that's fine."

"Waiter, find a cubicle." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, glanced at the cubicle quietly, glanced at Lin Weiwei and then looked away.

This move caught Zhao Lei's eyes, he shook his head helplessly, and whispered: "Obviously Lin Weiwei is better, but he chose a woman who can speak well, and now he can't let it go."

He stroked his stubble chin with deep eyes.

"Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"No."

"Sorry, the last room is reserved for these two guests." The waiter motioned them to look to the side and said in a soft voice.

Xu Xiangnan frowned, and whispered irritably: "Damn it, it's the most unlucky thing, let's eat elsewhere."

"Hey, don't!" Zhao Lei grabbed his arm, raised his eyebrows and said, "They are all classmates, there are only two of them, it doesn't matter if you squeeze."

"I don't want to be with..." Xu Xiangnan glanced at him in disgust, folded his hands on his chest, and before he finished speaking, Zhao Lei beside him had already disappeared.

Lin Weiwei, who was sitting in an armchair beside the round carved wooden table, raised his head and looked suspiciously: "Aren't you going to order?"

"I want to drink some wine with this friend, and it happens that there is no cubicle." Zhao Lei came here recently, and he has a thick skin. "We also know each other, why don't we share a table together."

Xu Xiangnan, who was following behind, stared, with undercurrents floating in his eyes. He didn't believe that Lin Weiwei would reject their table sharing.

Ji Mingyou put down the teacup, raised his cold eyes, shot a cold light, and said lightly: "It's not convenient, I like quiet."

"The two of us have something to say, it's inconvenient." Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment, he really didn't want to be at the same table with the two of them, so he forced a smile and said softly.

Zhao Lei waved his hands indifferently, sat down directly, and said loudly: "That's just right, we still have projects to do in the afternoon, so we'll leave after eating, we're in a hurry."

"I won't disturb you. Besides, I haven't seen my classmates for a long time. It's not wrong to catch up on the old days."

The atmosphere in the spacious compartment froze all of a sudden, Lin Weiwei couldn't refuse to say so much: "Okay then."

"Waiter, add more food!" Zhao Lei squinted and shouted triumphantly.

"What are you doing standing up, sit down quickly."

"Aren't we so born that we don't even say hello?" Xu Xiangnan asked quietly as soon as he sat down, a trace of pain flashed across his deep eyes.

His confidence in Lin Weiwei was broken one after another by her personally.

Lin Weiwei took a sip of his tea and moved away silently.

She has to question herself like interrogating a prisoner every meal, it's too tiring, she doesn't want to talk about it.

The waiter brought up the soup, smiled politely and then walked away.

"Aren't you two in a hurry?" Ji Mingyou asked in a cold voice with sharp eyes, repulsed by the unexpected visitor.

He was treated to dinner by Lin Weiwei, why should he bring these two winking guys with him?

"This is our business, it has nothing to do with you." Xu Xiangnan glared angrily, and vented his anger when he hit the iron plate at Lin Weiwei's place.

"Why has nothing to do with us?"

Under the dim light, the displeasure on Lin Weiwei's face was clearly visible.

Zhao Lei was startled, he hadn't seen him so reckless for a long time, he held down his hand on the table, and signaled with his eyes.

Good brother, this is an opportunity to get along with Lin Weiwei, don't be kicked out.

After receiving the warning, Xu Xiangnan reluctantly put away his temper. He had never experienced such embarrassment before: "I said something wrong."

He put the teacup on the table vigorously, and drank several cups of herbal tea in a row.