Fake daughters are wealthy

Tang Wanru didn't know anything about their school, so she hummed and got out of the elevator, planning to go back first.

Jiang Xianrou followed her, and as she walked, she saw a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.

"Old Nie?"

They all thought that Nie Mi must have left the Imperial Mansion if he left in a hurry, who would have thought that they would run into him in the lobby on the first floor.

But Nie Mi turned his back to them and walked directly to the left side of the corridor.

"Where is that over there?" She was a little curious.

Tang Wanru has been here a few times, and the expression on her face is even more strange: "It seems to be the restaurant of the Yufu over there. What is Lao Nie doing in the restaurant? Are you eating?"

Just now they invited each other to dinner so earnestly, but they didn't give face to agree.

After rejecting them, he went straight to the restaurant.

This……

It's a bit of a slap in the face.

*

In the Yufu restaurant.

Qiao Nian had almost eaten, wiped her mouth, and leaned against the chair to rest.

After sleeping and eating again, she didn't feel awake at the moment but was a little sleepy, her eyelids were drooping, and she lazily put her hands on the table while playing with her mobile phone.

The dishes on the table were almost settled. Among the light Suzhou dishes, there was actually a piece of spicy chicken diced that was out of place. The fiery red pepper printed on the plate was red, which seemed to increase people's appetite.

Gu San put down his chopsticks in satisfaction, his mouth was already swollen, he hugged his stomach and leaned on the chair in surprise, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect the chef of the Yufu to make spicy chicken, and the taste is quite delicious. Lord, how do you know, that is, how do you know that you can order spicy chicken here?"

This dish was ordered by Ye Wangchuan, he stopped the waiter and ordered in a low voice, he was ordering to add a Sichuan dish.

Ye Wangchuan didn't touch the spicy chicken, and he was not as embarrassed as Gu San. He elegantly wiped the corners of his lips with a napkin, and his narrow eyes were deep and bottomless: "I used to come with Bo Yu, and he ate it in arguing."

"Little Boss." Gu San obviously knew this person, and with a suddenly realized expression, he said thoughtfully: "It wouldn't be surprising if it was Xiao Boss, he already