Rebirth in the 70s: A rough man’s husband pinches his waist and dotes on him

Zhangzhu was very good at exposing her brother's tricks. She laughed out loud, "Brother, you are a doctor who opens people's brains. What can you show Sister Qingtian?"

Zhiyuan:……

Yes, Zhiyuan chose the department of neurosurgery.

Qingtian had been trying to avoid the fight, but was amused by Zhangzhu's words and burst into laughter.

Seeing her smile like that, Zhiyuan felt that nothing must be wrong, so he smiled too, "Okay, let's go eat."

The place Zhangzhu found to eat was in a hutong. It was more like a Peking Opera Museum than a restaurant.

The restaurant is very private for dining. Zhangzhu booked a private room, but was in no hurry to go in. She just stayed in the hall to appreciate the photos and calligraphy and painting works of famous Peking Opera actors.

When the celebrity photos and calligraphy and painting works from many years ago were right in front of them, Zhangzhu and Qingtian were amazed. Just as they were fascinated by them, a voice of "Zhiyuan" was heard.

The three of them turned around at the same time and saw only seven or eight people coming in, including Dean Wan and his family of three.

The one named Zhiyuan is Dean Wan.

Zhiyuan called out in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Hello, Dean."

Dean Wan had a kind smile on his face. "What a coincidence, I can meet you here. You...are coming to eat too? Then let's go together! That's perfect. We have several teachers here. You can come and get to know them."

If it were in the past, Zhiyuan might have gone, but given the current situation, he certainly wouldn't do that, so he politely declined.

Dean Wan looked at Zhiyuan, Qingtian and Zhangzhu and smiled, "Young man, it seems that it is not convenient today, so I won't force you. Come to our house for dinner next time!"

Dean Wan and a group of people around him entered their private room. When entering, Wan Xuening looked back at Qingtian, and her eyes swept over the coral stone around Zhiyuan's neck.

Zhiyuan and the other three stopped admiring the photos and went to the private room next door to eat.

"Brother, why do those people look at you strangely?" Zhangzhu asked during the meal.

Qingtian has been a sensitive person since childhood, and now he has something on his mind. He vaguely understands what the other girl meant when she looked at Zhiyuan.

She's the dean's daughter...

Qingtian ate with Zhiyuan and his sister as if nothing had happened, planning in her mind that she would pay the bill later. Last time, it was they who treated her to dinner, so this time it was her turn to pay.

But the three young people had endless topics to talk about while they were eating.

Zhiyuan has never been a silent person since he was a child, and Zhangzhu is even less so. Once the topic is opened, they talk about everything. Qingtian also slowly blends in, talking about their childhood and then Zhiyuan's experiences abroad. Time passed quickly and before they knew it, the meal had lasted quite a long time.

Qingtian felt that it was about time, so she left early, making the excuse of going to the bathroom.

However, when she arrived at the front desk, the cashier told her that someone had already paid for her.

Qingtian thought of the people at the next table and looked back. Sure enough, most people had left, leaving only the waiter cleaning the table.

"What are you looking at?" someone suddenly asked.

Qingtian looked and saw the dean's daughter who had been staring at Zhiyuan walking towards her. It seemed that she had just come out of the bathroom.

Wan Xuening looked at her and confirmed that she was either a girl from the county town or a girl from the countryside. She smiled and said, "Hello, did you give Zhiyuan that coral stone? Where did you buy it? It's very beautiful. I want to buy it, too!"

Qingtian was already feeling flustered and confused, and didn't know what to say when she was asked this question out of the blue. The other party also liked Zhiyuan, and she was the dean's daughter. She definitely wouldn't want any girl to give Zhiyuan anything, right?

For the first time, Qingtian regretted giving the stone to Zhiyuan.

She calmed down and smiled, "Well, those of us who grew up by the sea have it all. I wonder where he came from."

"Really? What about yours? Let me see it." Wan Xuening said with a smile.

"Mine...is at home." Qingtian said with a smile, looking down.

"I know it was you who gave it to me. Zhiyuan told me. Haha." Wan Xuening laughed exaggeratedly.