After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

207.

So why did things develop like this.

#Shocked, the eldest son of Atobe Group actually did such a thing at the door of the women's toilet#

Keigo Atobe and I were in a stalemate at the door of the women's toilet.

Then I had a quick brainstorm, and I can probably guess what he made up in his brain.

Mr. Nakaya is very rich at first glance.

And me, a schoolgirl.

Although Mr. Nakaya is not the kind of greasy old man with a big belly, the combination of me and him is still very easy to make people dream about.

But Keigo Atobe was too quick to figure it out!

Boy, what have you been through?

I took a breath as I recalled Atobe's tragic experience for a moment, I took a step back tactically, and looked at Keigo Atobe in horror.

"Hey, are you guys thinking about something messy again?"

Keigo Atobe looked at me, frowning with an indescribable expression.

No, to be precise, it should be a look of disgust.

"Hurry up and clean up all the waste in your mind, I'm telling you something serious!"

This old man was probably annoyed by my attitude, he gritted his teeth and growled out this sentence, it seemed that he wanted to pry my brain open to see what was inside.

Cough, well, if you keep teasing him, he might go crazy.

I backed off, stood up straight, and retracted the double chin that had appeared from the tactical recoil.

I gave Atobe a firm look, and said righteously: "Don't worry, don't you know who I am, Saki Shiina? How could I do such a thing!"

After hearing my words, Atobe was silent for a second, and his expression became more complicated.

I watched helplessly as he opened his mouth, then closed it again, and finally spit out a sentence with a bit of reluctance——

"never mind."

Ok?

Forget it?

What's the matter?

Please explain to me this hesitant expression!

I don't know what image I am in Atobe's eyes at this moment, but I know he must have started to diverge his thinking again.

Keigo Atobe came over and quickly stuffed a business card into my hand.

"Call this number if you have trouble."

After he left, I spread my palms, picked up the business card and looked at it carefully.

【xx Children's Home】

【Give out-of-school children a warm home】

There is also a line of small print below.

【Funded by Atobe Group】

Ok?

Meow meow meow?

Please allow me to have a black question mark face again, because I really don't understand what Keigo Atobe is thinking.

Provide a warm home for out-of-school children.

I am neither out of school nor a child.

So in the eyes of Atobe, have I already fallen to this point?

208.

I put that business card, which I will probably never use in my lifetime, into the pocket of my school uniform.Mr. Nakaya was looking at the drink menu when he returned to the table.

He put the booklet wrapped in soft cowhide in my hand: "See what you like to eat?"

I opened it and took a look.

Oh.

It's all words, not even a picture.

To be honest, I have never eaten western food, let alone such a high-end restaurant.My impression is that when I was a child, my mother cooked at home most of the time.Later, when they got busy with work, they often prepared meals for several days at a time, put them in the refrigerator and let me heat them up in the microwave and eat them.

However, my mother's cooking skills have been terrible for ten years, and the taste of microwave heating will only be worse than this.

So in order to survive, I developed a skill called cooking.

Although the taste is so-so, it's better than eating junk food or leftovers.

"Have you made your choice?"

Mr. Nakaya seems to have picked out drinks, he put down the menu and looked at me.

I raised my head reflexively, and caught sight of those clear blue eyes unexpectedly. !

Another unexpected stare!

I responded indiscriminately, then pointed at a dish and looked away.

The casual eye contact with a handsome man is the deadliest.

Sahi, you have to calm down.

I picked up the glass and took a sip of the lemonade, feeling the fire-like temperature on my face gradually fade away.

Mr. Nakaya called the waiter and ordered the dishes, then took off his hat and put it aside.

Oh, by the way, he was wearing this hat last time.

"Does Nakaya-san like this hat very much?"

After hearing my question, Mr. Nakaya's expression froze for a moment. He picked up his hat again and began to fiddle with it, with a faint nostalgia on his face.

"Ah, it was a gift from a friend in the past."

Um, friend?

Seeing Mr. Ye's expression, I'm afraid something happened to this friend.

It feels like the atmosphere has suddenly become heavy...

While I was racking my brains to think of what to say to ease the atmosphere, the dishes I ordered were brought up.

One of the waiters brought a bottle of red wine.

As expected of a serious red wine lover.

I probably know why Mr. Chuya chose to bring me to eat western food.

The dark red liquid was poured into the wine glass, and Mr. Nakaya took a sip, then narrowed his eyes very comfortably.

Seeing his satisfied appearance, I stopped cutting the steak and asked softly, "Is it really that delicious?"

Mr. Nakaya answered as a matter of course: "Of course, the most wonderful thing about red wine is——"

Just as I was about to listen to the lecture, he suddenly fell silent, and then I saw that Mr. Nakaya sat up straight as if he had been shocked suddenly, and even the expression on his face became serious.

Mr. Nakaya put the wine glass heavily on the table.

I:?

Did I say something wrong?

Mr. Nakaya pushed the red wine aside, and said to me very seriously: "Red wine is so bitter, it's not good at all, a child like you shouldn't drink red wine."

Meow meow meow?

"Mr. Chuya, you changed your mind too quickly!"

Mingming just told me with a happy face that the red wine is delicious!

Why did you change your mind in an instant?

I don't know if it was because I exposed it on the spot, but Mr. Nakaya had a look of embarrassment on his face.He stretched out his hand to loosen the neckline, but in the end he turned his head and said righteously: "Anyway, just don't touch a child like you!"

Um?Mr. Nakaya, even if you have a loud voice, it can't change the fact that you suddenly changed your mouth.

But having said that, Mr. Nakaya obviously doesn't look a few years older than me, so why does he still call me a child!

I suddenly felt a little reconciled.

"You are obviously very young, but you call me a child..."

I said in a low voice.

209.

Mr. Nakaya seemed to be choked by my words.

He was silent for a while, and then told me solemnly: "I am 22 years old, 6 years older than you."

I:......

It turns out that six years older can be considered older these days?

No, this age difference is nothing at all!

That's right, it's just a six-year difference!Mr. Chuya is far from being an elder!

So, stop showing that kind of parental aura!

I also told him solemnly: "6 years old? What's wrong with the age difference of 6 years! My father and mother are seven years apart!"

I have an upright face, with both hands resting on the table, sitting upright like a primary school student.

I tried to tell Mr. Chuya with my honest eyes that we are still the same age.

However, Mr. Nakaya suddenly choked on the red wine.

Putting down his wine glass, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he suddenly looked at me intently and silently.