Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

The manager was called in by Ah Yang, and Si Boheng waved to him.

"Tell me about the recipe and ingredients of your chicken soup."

The manager was slightly taken aback, but it wasn't too strange. Sometimes guests would ask about the ingredients and methods in the hotel.

He introduced with a smile.

"This chicken soup is mainly this chicken, which is a pure local chicken, and it is also served with mushrooms..."

Yan Rongrong looked at the manager and listened carefully, Si Boheng looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and listened with her without moving his chopsticks.

After the manager finished speaking, Yan Rongrong suddenly realized.It turned out that there were indeed ingredients that she hadn't tasted, and she thanked them politely.

"Thank you manager, I understand."

After the manager went out, Yan Rongrong whispered to Si Boheng.

"I can also stew this taste. When we get home, I will stew it for you to drink."

Si Boheng took a tissue and gently wiped off the soup on the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, let's eat now."

Just as Ji Qinghan walked to the door, he saw the scene of Young Master Si wiping Yan Rongrong's mouth, with a look of surprise on his cold face, is this his girlfriend?

Just as he was about to leave, he saw that Si Boheng was feeding Yan Rongrong directly with a piece of food with his chopsticks. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, then he lowered his eyes and smiled, and knocked on the door with his fingers.

"Miss Yan, can I come to your place for a meal?"

With a piece of beef in her mouth, Yan Rongrong stood up quickly with her bulging cheeks.

"Ji...Mr. Ji, you...Of course you can."

Si Boheng squeezed her hand and pulled her to sit down.

"There is also food downstairs, you should go downstairs to eat."

Ji Qinghan had already walked in, he first nodded slightly to Yan Rongrong, and then he glanced at Si Boheng.

"I can pay half of the meal."

Before Si Boheng could refuse, Yan Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she gently scratched Mr. Si's palm.

Si Boheng turned to look at her and said in a low voice.

"Our family doesn't lack half of his meal money."

"But it can save half of it. If you don't know what to do, Mr. Si, can you be more accommodating?"

Stared eagerly by her pair of clear eyes, Si Boheng still compromised no matter how displeased Ji Qinghan was.

Ji Qinghan was even more surprised that Si Boheng, who was so stubborn, was so easy to talk to.

He walked to Yan Rongrong's side, and just as he was about to sit down, Si Boheng said coldly.

"Sit next to me."

Ji Qinghan chuckled lightly, instead of confronting him, he sat down beside him.

"Such a hearty meal, I'm really hungry, no matter how the food from abroad doesn't taste like this."

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, pondered slightly, picked up a piece of lobster meat, and sent it to Yan Rongrong's bowl.

Si Boheng suddenly stretched out his chopsticks to block him.

"Ji Qinghan, she belongs to my family, so I don't need other people's attention."

Ji Qinghan raised his eyebrows and stared at Si Boheng.

"I'm thanking her, not being courteous."

"You should thank me,"

Ji Qinghan shrugged.

"If it were you, I might not have the chance to sit here."

"As long as you know."

Yan Rongrong saw these two people chatting with each other with a gun and a stick, fearing that they would be unhappy, so she hurriedly said.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Ji Qinghan moved his chopsticks, but he seemed unable to get past Si Boheng's resistance, so he gave up and put the piece of lobster meat into his mouth.

"The fire is just right, sweet and delicious, and the meat is firm."

Seeing Yan Rongrong staring at Ji Qinghan, Si Boheng picked up the chopsticks, took a piece and put it into her bowl.

"Let's eat"

Yan Rongrong smiled at him, picked it up and ate it. After that, she didn't need Si Boheng to greet her. She picked up the chopsticks by herself. These dishes were all delicious, and Yan Rongrong couldn't stop eating them.

"I heard that you bought a clothing company as soon as you came back? What? Your Ji family also wants to build a clothing brand?"

Ji Qinghan ate his meal calmly. It was not surprising that Si Boheng knew about this, so he glanced at Si Boheng.

"I heard that the sales of the two brands of your Si family hit the lowest this quarter? Are you going to save it?"

Si Boheng was taking care of Yan Rongrong for dinner while talking to Ji Qinghan.

"Don't bother you, you'd better take care of yourself first."

Seeing that there was wine next to him, Ji Qinghan took it over, poured two glasses and put them in front of Yan Rongrong and Si Boheng respectively, and finally poured another glass for himself.

"Si Boheng, shall we compete or not?"

Si Boheng narrowed his eyes and looked up at Ji Qinghan.

"You still want to go abroad in despair?"

Ji Qinghan had a smile on his lips, and his brows and eyes were full of confidence.

"I think it might be you who went abroad this time."

Seeing that the atmosphere was going in an uncontrollable direction, Yan Rongrong was a little anxious, and almost picked up the wine glass and told Ji Qinghan, let's go together. Fortunately, she remembered that she was not very good at drinking, and she was still pregnant.

She pushed the wine glass back to Ji Qinghan.

"I can't drink, don't look outside."

Ji Qinghan wouldn't force a lady to drink. As for Si Boheng, coercion is useless. They have known each other since childhood and know each other's personalities too well.

He took a sip from his glass and smiled lightly.

"This wine is not bad, in fact, you can try it."

Just as he was talking, his cell phone rang, and seeing that it was his home call, he answered it directly.

"Grandpa, I'll go back after recording."

"You record it. I'm not urging you to go home. I watched your show live today. Have you taken a fancy to that Yan Rongrong? Your eyes have been staring at him, especially when he is painting. "

Yan Rongrong didn't expect that the sound insulation effect of the mobile phone used by rich people is so bad. The voice coming from Ji Qinghan's mobile phone is very clear. Like Mr. Si.

Ji Qinghan ignored the cold air coming from beside him, and looked up at Yan Rongrong.

"Grandpa, let's talk about it when we go home."

"What are you talking about when you go home? Let me tell you. Now that you guys are recording the show together, you can get close to the water. My grandson is so good-looking and capable. He will definitely be able to catch up with him. Grandpa supports you!"

Yan Rongrong was flustered when she heard this, what is this all about?She even felt that the old man on the other end of the phone was talking about the wrong person. She and Mr. Si were so obvious on stage, and if he let his grandson pursue her again, wouldn't that be quite right?

Before she could think clearly, she heard a snap.

Si Boheng slapped the table with a slap, his expression gloomy and terrifying.

"Ah Yang, invite him out for me."

Ah Yang came in immediately, and Ji Qinghan's people also rushed in, all guarding Ji Qinghan's side, confronting Ah Yang.

Si Boheng stood up, walked directly to Ji Qinghan's side and took his cell phone.

"Mr. Ji, your grandson has just come back. You don't want to see him before you are going to be buried, do you?"

Mr. Si's old voice came from the phone.

"Xiaosi, the so-called fair lady, a gentleman is so good, you didn't marry back home, my family Qinghan naturally has a chance, fair competition, I believe my family Qinghan."