The mercenary queen was bound by a system and transmigrated to the Great Zhou Dynasty, becoming the Prime Minister's fake young miss. She originally wanted to enjoy a comfortable retirement, bu...
She didn't take it seriously then, and she still doesn't take it seriously now.
However, she came to the restaurant just to eat and talk about grain trading. Meeting Qian Dongjie was an accident.
"Brother Dongjie, no thanks. I'm just here to have a meal with my friends."
Only then did Qian Dongjie turn his gaze to Xie Ruiyuan.
In fact, he noticed this man from the first moment he saw Mengyue.
He didn't know who the other person was, but he was shocked by the other person's aura.
He had never seen a man with such an amazing aura. How to describe it? Standing in front of him, he felt like he was surrendering to him.
He didn't know the other party's identity, but he knew very well that the other party was not simple.
He was also very puzzled as to how Mengyue could know such a man.
But even though he was extremely curious, he knew that now was not the time to ask such questions.
"Sister Mengyue, who is this?"
"Well!"
Mengyue glanced at Xie Ruiyuan and said casually, "He is my friend."
Originally, Mengyue wanted to say Xie Ruiyuan's name, but then she remembered that Xie was his surname, and she didn't know whether Xie Ruiyuan was willing to reveal his identity, so she had to perfunctorily say that they were friends.
After hearing Mengyue's informal introduction, Qian Dongjie breathed a sigh of relief.
He could see that Mengyue's friend didn't like him very much, and he also didn't want to see Mengyue with this friend.
But he had no right to stop it, so he could only make his presence felt.
However, Qian Dongjie's thoughts were all seen by Xie Ruiyuan. Suddenly, a cold aura emanated from his body, and the air around him seemed to be frozen in an instant.
Mengyue looked at the bright sun outside and said in confusion, "Hey! Why is it so cold?"
Qian Dongjie had just sat down and didn't want Mengyue to have dinner with another man when he felt suffocated by an invisible pressure, which made him wonder if his heart disease had relapsed.
Only when he sat down again did his body return to normal.
"Aren't you hungry? Do you want to eat? Hmm."
"Yes, of course I want to eat it."
Mengyue chatted with Qian Dongjie for a few sentences and almost forgot that she was still hungry. It was only after Xie Ruiyuan reminded her that she remembered.
"Brother Dongjie, I'm going to eat, you go and get busy."
Seeing that Mengyue had no intention of letting him sit down to eat, Qian Dongjie felt a little unwilling.
"Sister Mengyue, I."
Before Qian Dongjie could finish what he wanted to say, Xie Ruiyuan pulled Mengyue to his side and put his arm around her waist.
"What do you want to eat? I heard fish is bad for pregnant women. Braised fish, please!"
"Yeah, I want some spicy chicken too."
"No, pregnant women should eat more light and nutritious food. Don't eat spicy chicken."
"But I just want to eat."
"Well, you can only eat two pieces, no more."
"I'll listen to you, huh?"
Qian Dongjie, who was standing next to the table, was petrified when he heard the two people talking as if no one was around.
It was really that what Xie Ruiyuan and Mengyue said was beyond his tolerance.
Mengyue was ordering some dishes and seeing Qian Dongjie still standing there stupidly, she asked, "Brother Dongjie, is there anything else?"
"No...no, I'm busy."
"Damn it, when I need money, I'll ask you for a share of the profits."
"Um."
Qian Dongjie, who was in high spirits as he came, looked distraught when he left. He walked past a table of guests and was almost tripped by the guest's outstretched foot.