Jiang Yaner walked to their dining table and found that there were two elderly people sitting there whom she didn't know. She looked them over discreetly, with a calculating look in her eyes.

Although the clothes were not that revealing, the material of the clothes was definitely rare. Looking at the two people's overall style, they were definitely important people. She immediately showed a sweet and charming smile on her face and greeted them:

"Hello, Grandpa and Grandma, my name is Jiang Yaner. Why are you having dinner with my brother and sister-in-law? Do you mind having me?" She said this while blinking her big eyes playfully.

At the same time, he did not forget to attract Rong Qing's favor:

"Sister-in-law, I saw several pieces of clothing that would suit you while shopping today. They're all new arrivals from Haishi, and they're very popular.

Oh, what a pity! I really want to buy this for you, but I don’t know your size. I’m afraid it would be too troublesome to buy the wrong one and exchange it. Can we go shopping together next time?

Grandpa Si and Grandma Si exchanged a glance: Why is this child so dramatic? He seemed to have a lot of ideas, and his words were in a roundabout way. Then they all turned their eyes to Rong Qing, their eyes full of admiration.

Qing girl is still the best. Not only is she one in a million in appearance, but she also has a generous and generous personality. At first glance, you can tell that she is a very smart and exquisite person. There is really nothing to fault with her attitude towards people.

Jiang Zimo glanced at Jiang Yaner, then at their table with two more seats:

"There's no room left. You and your sisters can go to another table." He took out a large unity ticket from his empty pocket and handed it to her: "Order something you like."

He glanced at Rong Qing when he took out the money.

She ignored it, but she was thinking in her heart at this moment, she is still her biological sister, but she can't give money to her like this, one bill at a time. She knows that Jiang Yaner spends money without restraint, and she always thinks that everyone in the family should spoil her.

In addition to the love and care in daily life, the most direct way to express love is to give money.

Before Rong Qing got married, her thought before marriage was that if he gave her something after marriage, she would take care of it, and if he didn't, it was up to him. But now it's different, he and she have a substantial relationship.

It's a very simple truth. What's his is his, and what's his is still his. No objection will be accepted. If she is really a good sister, she will spend whatever she wants. She is really not a petty person.

But Jiang Yan'er was such a nasty person that she felt bad about spending even a penny. She couldn't help but feel unhappy, so she reached under the table and kicked him in the calf.

Then he saw the stinky man looking at him with a deeper gaze, and even stretched out his big hand under the table to grab his ankle, but she dodged it quickly.

It was clearly a warning, but he took it as flirting?

How annoying!

Although Jiang Yan'er was a little unhappy, she still reached out to take the money and said sweetly:

"Thank you, big brother. I know you're the best to me." He glanced at Rong Qing as he spoke, "Sister-in-law, is it okay for you to give me money? Otherwise, I'll pay you back."

Rong Qing waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's his money, he has the final say, he can spend it on anyone he wants."

Jiang Yan'er choked, feeling uncomfortable. For some reason, she continued, "But I heard from Mom that Big Brother gave you all the money."

Rong Qing completely denied it, remaining calm and composed. Her voice was cold, as if covered with a thin layer of ice: "No, otherwise where would he get the money to give you? Isn't that right, sister?"

The sisters behind Jiang Yan'er stepped forward and smiled to smooth things over: "Oh, we've been walking around for so long and I'm so hungry. Yan'er, let's go order first. Look, your brother and his friends' dishes are all here."

Jiang Zimo waved his hand: "Go quickly, don't starve."

Grandpa Si and Grandma Si looked at each other again. It was really lively with this little girl making a fuss.

Grandma Si used her serving chopsticks to pick up a lamb and scallion dumpling for Rong Qing. "How about trying this one? Your Grandpa Si loves it. He eats two pounds of it every week on average. He really can't control his appetite. Even at his age, he's like a child, always eating his fill in one sitting."

Listening to her seemingly complaining but actually sweet words, Rong Qing was very happy for the two old people who had been through so many hardships and were still together hand in hand, and a look of envy flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, her fair and tender hand was wrapped by a dry and warm big palm, and she squeezed it dishonestly.

Rong Qing glared at him and said in a low voice, "We're eating, be quiet."

Jiang Zimo's sharp black eyes flickered with a hint of smile. He approached her softly and said in a low voice, "We are husband and wife. It is legal to hold hands."

Rong Qing moved his body freely, the tips of his ears were tinged with an alluring pink. It was so unfair, so enchanting, a living male demon. He sounded cold when he spoke normally, but when he lowered his voice, he became extremely seductive.

When did she develop voice control properties? She didn't even know it. She really wants to despise herself.

"Awoo" he ate the big dumpling in one bite. He couldn't think about anything else. Eating was the most important thing.

After the meal, the four of them walked out of the state-owned restaurant because Jiang Zimo failed to snatch the bill from Grandpa Si. The main reason was that he really didn't dare to compete with him for it. The old commander's aura was too oppressive.

Rong Qing, who was eating for free, felt that she had to say something in return to be polite, so she rummaged through her bag in front of them. Then, under four pairs of incredulous gazes, she pulled out a large package wrapped in small floral fabric and handed it to Grandma Si:

"These are some snacks my grandma made. You and Grandpa Si can have some too. We've already eaten the meal you treated us to, so you can't be polite to me." After thinking for a moment, he took out a piece of paper and a pen and was about to write when he suddenly paused. Then he turned and handed it to Jiang Zimo: "Write down your home phone number."

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