The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

At this time, Dick knocked on the door again and came in, and Beichen Yuqing immediately made a silent gesture.

Dick had no choice but to stand quietly aside.

after an hour.

After reading the last page, Xiao Chuchu straightened up, twisted her neck, spread her hands and stretched her waist.

Unfortunately, this outstretched hand happened to touch a strong chest.

She instinctively withdrew her hand.

Unexpectedly, it was too late, and the hand was held by a certain man.

Beichen Yuqing's mellow cello-like voice sounded, "You're hungry, let's go eat."

Speaking of eating, Xiao Chuchu looked out of the window, it was already dark, and from her perspective, the night view of the city was unobstructed and beautiful.

She suddenly felt empty in her stomach, and the little thing she ate at noon had already been digested.

Beichen Yuqing pulled her up, took her out of the Renaissance Hotel and drove to a luxuriously decorated restaurant.

When they arrived, the dining table was already full of food, smelling the aroma of the food, her stomach growled loudly, and she didn't feel embarrassed, she was indeed hungry.

She picked up the bowl and began to eat without pretense.

It's just that in the process of eating, she didn't notice that the dishes were all according to her taste.

Soon a bowl of rice was swallowed, and a few pieces of pepper chicken wings were eaten.

The dishes in high-end restaurants are expensive and the quantity is small. She didn't enjoy eating a few pieces of chicken wings, so she picked up green vegetables and dipped them in pepper sauce.

Beichen Yuqing watched as she almost cleaned up the whole bowl of chicken wings with meat and juice, and almost swallowed the bones.

He put down his chopsticks, summoned Dick and ordered in a low voice to the kitchen to serve another chicken wing, and more.

Soon, the newly made pepper chicken wings were served on the table.

Xiao Chuchu raised her clear eyes and looked at him puzzled.

The portion of the chicken wings with peppercorns obviously increased, and it was specially placed in front of her. Is this what he ordered?

She thought the pepper chicken wings in this restaurant were delicious, but she was already full with a few chopsticks of green vegetables stuffed in the back.

Beichen Yuqing raised her eyebrows, looked at her who didn't move her chopsticks, "Don't you like it?"

"No."

"Can't eat anymore?"

Xiao Chuchu nodded slightly.

"Then go back." He took the napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth, his face a little gloomy.

For some reason, when she saw this, she felt conflicted in her heart.

The restaurant waiter came over with the consumption bill, "Hello, the total consumption is [-] yuan."

Beichen Yuqing threw down the napkin, and casually said to Xiao Chuchu, "Pay the bill."

"what?"

"You told me to send you to the party in the morning, and you invited me to dinner."

Xiao Chuchu was speechless and unable to refute, so she endured the pain and took out her card and handed it to the waiter.

That's okay, I don't owe him any more, but she really never thought about treating him to such an expensive meal.

Beichen Yuqing was the first to stand up with satisfaction.

However, Xiao Chuchu held the bill of consumption and glanced at the dining table, reached out and picked up a piece of chicken wing and started to eat it again.

With her bulging cheeks, she mumbled, "It's shameful to waste."

She has never consumed so much food at one time, and she will eat everything she says.

Beichen Yuqing raised her eyebrows and sat back on the chair again.

When Xiao Chuchu was nibbling on the fifth piece, she hiccupped indistinctly.

She paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and continued to chew.

"I want to support myself to death!" Beichen Yuqing slapped her wrist all at once, and the chicken wing in his hand fell to the ground, with anger in his tone.

"Spending my own money, I am happy to die."

She didn't bother with him about the chicken wings he dropped, and she was about to reach out to the plate again.

However, as soon as his fingers touched the wing body, before he could pinch it firmly, he took the plate away.

The chicken wings slipped from her fingertips, she frowned and stared at him displeasedly, "You..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw him coldly say to the waiter, "Pack!"

Xiao Chuchu's eyes froze slightly, was he packing leftover food for her?