After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

Yan Tingjue gritted his teeth and walked over, "Jing Wanwan, what are you doing?"

"Take Miss Bai to dinner? Are you blind?"

"Wanwan, how can you talk to brother Tingjue like that? I know you have something for me..."

"Stop putting on airs. I feel sick when I hear it. If you want to eat, just sit down. If you don't want to eat, everyone will go back to their respective homes. Don't waste time."

The manager was extremely embarrassed, "Boss Yan, madam..."

"Just sit here." Yan Tingjue gave up reasoning with Jing Wanwan, and now in his eyes, this girl has a very bad temper, and she would strike at every turn.

"Brother Tingjue, I don't think it's bad to sit in the hall, but your status is extremely noble, how can you sit here for people to watch?"

Bai Yaqi looked around in fear, it would be night, many guests were staring at the three of them now.

"Miss Bai, I don't think anyone was staring at us. If you don't sit down, I'm afraid you're going to attract everyone's attention!" Jing Wanwan propped her chin and asked curiously, "Do you wish to be stared at?" look?"

She raised her chin towards Yan Tingjue who was facing him, "Want to let people guess your relationship with him?"

"Wanwan, don't think of me as a woman who loves vanity." Bai Yaqi sat down and moved the chair towards Yan Tingjue.

"Heh." Jing Wanwan saw it, and smiled instead of anger.

The manager at the side stood under the air vent of the central air conditioner, but his forehead was sweating.

"Ma'am, what do you want to eat, look at the menu and order." The manager hurriedly poured tea for the three of them, interrupting Jing Wanwan, fearing that she would cause trouble.

Jing Wanwan picked up the menu and threw it away from Bai Yaqi.

"Invite Miss Bai to dinner, of course Miss Bai ordered."

Bai Yaqi didn't shirk, picked up the menu and flipped through it, and said to the manager, "Brother Tingjue and I have the same food, two servings of stewed seafood with safflower sauce, two servings of Korean-style fried beef with orange, and a bottle of red wine."

The manager said subconsciously: "There is wine stored by Mr. Yan in the store, do you want to get it?"

"Brother Tingjue, can you drink the wine you stored?"

Yan Tingjue didn't care about this, and nodded in agreement.

"That's how it is." Bai Yaqi smiled softly, deliberately ignoring Jing Wanwan.

The manager is a smart man, looking at Jing Wan Wan, with his head and waist half lowered.

"Ma'am, what would you like to eat?"

Jing Wanwan had eaten at home and was not hungry.

But now I am a bit greedy, "Hot and sour chicken feet, hot and sour pork skin, fried peanuts, a cup of ice cream, and a pinch of cold beer for me."

"Ma'am, this..." The manager didn't want to understand, what's all this about?

"Why, I ordered it, why don't you make it for me?"

"No, I'll go to the kitchen to notify you right away." The manager touched the sweat on his brow and left.

Bai Yaqi asked in surprise: "Wanwan, why do you eat these? These are street snacks, and Brother Tingjue's restaurant is very high-end."

The implication is that if you order these things that are not on the table, isn't it just a slap in the face of Yan Tingjue?
Jing Wanwan rolled her eyes, "The manager doesn't have any objections, do you have any?"

"Wanwan, why are you talking so thorny now? Did I offend you?" Bai Yaqi looked terrified, "I didn't understand why you suddenly hit me that day. I have been in the hospital for the past few days. Thinking about it, I still don’t understand.”

"Enough!" Yan Tingjue was annoyed and took a sip of tea, "It's over, don't mention it."

"Brother Tingjue..." Bai Yaqi was surprised and did not dare to refute. It had only been a few days since she couldn't figure it out, and his attitude towards Jing Wanwan eased a lot.

When Bai Yaqi ordered two identical dishes, she said with a smile on her face.

"Brother Tingjue, I know you like these two dishes, so I specially ordered them according to your preferences."

Yan Tingjue stared at the food in front of him, and looked at Jing Wanwan with a strange expression.

"What are you looking at me for? What she ordered for you is not mine."

Yan Tingjue was in a complicated mood. Before at home, Jing Wanwan knew his tastes very well, and always told Aunt Chen to cook his favorite dishes.

But now, she doesn't seem to know his preferences at all.

Before eating with the Jing family, none of the dishes he ordered was something he could eat.

"Brother Tingjue, I'll help you cut up the steak." Bai Yaqi said softly, and was about to serve his steak.

"No need." Yan Tingjue moved the fried orange steak away from Bai Yaqi.

"Brother Tingjue, what's the matter with you?"

"Eat your own."

Yan Tingjue waited for the manager to bring the wine, poured it, and raised his glass to drink.

Bai Yaqi picked up the goblet and was stunned, wanting to touch one but didn't give her a chance.

"Hehe." Jing Wanwan saw it and felt that the two of them are really interesting now.

She began to wonder if Yan Tingjue was putting on a show in front of her?

Worried that she wanted to catch evidence of his cheating so that she could share the property with him.

Yes, it must be so!

"Madam, what snacks did you order?" The manager's attitude was pious, and he was afraid of offending Jing Wanwan. Now it's not Mr. Yan who makes him feel troublesome, but the wife of the president.

"Thank you." Jing Wanwan put on disposable gloves and gnawed on chicken feet.

The manager hurriedly poured her a glass of cold beer, "Then eat slowly, be careful and get out first."

Yan Tingjue glanced at the manager, "Wait."

"Hey, Mr. Yan, what do you need?"

He stared at the manager coldly, "Did you get me and her wrong?"

The manager swallowed, "No, Mr. Yan, you misunderstood."

"You groveled to her, where did you put me?"

"..."

God, he took back what he said just now, the banquet is always more difficult!

Jing Wan Wan gnawed on the chicken feet, and said impatiently: "There is only one migrant worker, you should stop in moderation, even if you don't eat, you won't be able to stop your mouth."

"Wanwan, how can you talk to brother Tingjue like that?" Bai Yaqi added fuel to the fire.

Jing Wanwan took a big gulp of cold beer, "Miss Bai loves President Yan so much, how about I give you my position?"

"Wh, where is it?" Bai Yaqi's little heart was beating wildly.

"What other position can there be? Mrs. Yan, the position of Mrs. Yan Da President."

With a bang, Yan Tingjue kicked the chair opposite Jing Wanwan's buttocks.

The person and the chair for her were kicked and jumped.

Jing Wanwan's expression darkened, and with a wave of her hand, the half-gnawed chicken feet flew onto Yan Tingjue's face, and the chicken feet left sauce on his face and fell onto his lap.

"..." The manager opened his mouth wide, already petrified.

"Oh my god, what are you doing, Jing Wanwan!" Bai Yaqi screamed, and took a napkin to wipe Yan Tingjue's face.

"Don't touch me!" Yan Tingjue reflexively pushed Bai Yaqi's hand away, his face flushed, and he stood up abruptly, rubbing the sauce on his face with his hand while walking, not forgetting to growl: "Jing Wanwan , you are so dirty!"

The gnawed chicken feet were thrown on his face with sauce and drool!How could she do such a thing?
The manager came back to his senses, and quickly chased after him with a clean napkin.

"Hehe." Jing Wanwan smiled and watched Yan Tingjue run towards the bathroom, knowing that his cleanliness addiction had been aroused.

"Jing Wanwan, you're going too far!" Bai Yaqi widened her eyes, and slapped her hand on the table, "It's fine that you, Brother Tingjue's wife, can't help him share the pressure, but you actually embarrass him in public!"