Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

Chapter 1319: Picked up the chopsticks

It doesn't matter, he will figure it out.

Under the table.

Song Wei also sat cross-legged.

Although he is small and can get in flexibly, the table is very short. Even if he is sitting, he has to lower his head and bend down, and cannot completely keep his upper body upright.

This position is a bit uncomfortable.

So, after sitting for a while, he simply lay down.

From his perspective, many, many feet can be seen.

He passed the time by guessing out of boredom, whose feet belonged to them, and whose feet they belonged to...

Suddenly, there was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, a crisp sound, and then a pair of chopsticks fell to the ground.

Song Wei also saw it clearly.

He was stunned.

The people sitting next to the dining table were also stunned.

Mr. Si looked at his hands.

He just went to get the chopsticks, but he couldn't hold them firmly and just dropped them.

Normally it wouldn't matter, just ask the waiter to bring another pair, but today...

There is someone hiding under the table!

And what a coincidence, Mr. Si dropped his chopsticks.

If it had been someone else, he could have resolved this crisis by bending down and picking it up quickly, but this was not convenient for the old man.

The most important thing is that Si Moli is sitting next to Mr. Si.

Seeing the chopsticks fall, he lowered his eyes and glanced: "It's okay, grandpa, just bring new ones."

As he spoke, he bent down to pick it up.

Song Weiyi even saw Si Moli's well-jointed fingers.

At this moment, Song Nianhe suddenly rushed forward with a quick stride and picked up the chopsticks before Si Moli.

"What a big deal, old man. I'll change it to a spoon for you. What do you think?" Song Nianhe smiled. "Is this dish not to your liking? Tell me and I'll ask the waiter to serve some more dishes."

Mr. Si immediately understood Song Nianhe's intention, and immediately cooperated and said: "Oh, okay, Nianhe is considerate. People are getting older, and they can't even hold chopsticks steadily."

"It's normal, old man. Everyone gets older, and I will also have wrinkles on my face and trembling hands from time to time."

Song Nianhe handed the dropped chopsticks to the waiter and quickly glanced at the tablecloth.

Not moving.

so far so good.

She didn't dare to think about what would happen if she was a step too late and Si Moli accidentally saw what was going on under the table when he was picking up the chopsticks...

After a good meal, he became extremely frightened from the moment Si Moli appeared.

Si Moli narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Song Nianhe."

"What...what?"

"I can't tell, but you're pretty flexible."

Song Nianhe replied: "It's my duty as a junior to pick up the chopsticks for the old man."

Si Moli asked: "Then I shouldn't pick up chopsticks for my grandfather?"

"President Si has a distinguished status. Why do you need to come in person for such a small matter?" Song Nianhe said, changing the subject and looking at the waiter, "Do you have any soup here, or two more dishes that are easy to chew?"

The waiter started making recommendations.

Song Nianhe didn't listen carefully and nodded: "Okay, that's all."

Then, she sat back down in her seat.

The others didn't make much noise, with their heads lowered, or their eyes empty, not knowing what they were thinking.

Seeing this scene, Si Moli's doubts became even greater.

Strange, very strange.

But he has been sitting here for so long, and he has never found any abnormalities or flaws.