“How could we not go the same way? Little Tingyun invited me to dinner, and I couldn’t refuse his kind invitation.” The boy’s clear voice rang out, and his gaze was filled with a bright smile.
Wu Yue glanced at Wu Tingyun. The little guy was hugging her arm, looking adorable with a smile, but all she wanted to do right now was beat him up.
On the surface, it was Wu Tingyun who invited him, but Yan Chiyu was his classmate and had come from Songcheng together. Now that he was appearing at their family gathering, wouldn't that lead people to speculate?
Especially since Cheng Pingxi will also be showing up today. The two of them had a falling out last time because of a fight. Are they going to bring the atmosphere of the whole gathering to a freezing point when they meet again?
The more Wu Yue thought about it, the more unreliable Yan Chiyu seemed. She looked at the young man in the passenger seat, whose smooth and cold facial features exuded a sense of noble languor.
She hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing her words: "Yan Chiyu, I'll definitely treat you to a big meal next time. Why don't you go back first? Today is our house..."
Wu Tingyun tugged at Wu Yue's sleeve, "Auntie, don't be like this. I invited Big Brother here. If you kick him out of the car, aren't you disrespecting me?"
Wu Yue: ?
Who's really refusing to give whom face?
The driver drove to Guojinge.
Guojinge is a time-honored brand that has stood the test of time in Beijing for hundreds of years.
Most of the dishes inside are the meals of emperors from various dynasties. Today, the chefs of Guojin Pavilion have passed down their skills from generation to generation. Although their culinary skills have not declined, they are definitely a bit weaker than those of the first generation.
Nevertheless, many diners still come from far and wide, spending a fortune just to have a meal there.
The Guojinge Pavilion is decorated in an antique style, with fragrant aromas wafting from the purple-gold incense burner.
"Greetings, gentlemen. Please follow me." Wu Yue announced Wu Cunxu's name, and the waiter led them into the 'Vermilion Bird' VIP room with exceptional courtesy.
Yan Chiyu walked behind them, deliberately slowing his pace. Tall and slender, he exuded a nonchalant yet noble and elegant air.
At the cashier, a woman in a dark blue cheongsam watched a figure flash by, and the calligraphy brush in her hand fell in surprise, staining the bill with dark ink.
The woman shouted twice, "Dalin! Dalin!"
Lin Youxi, who was busy in the lobby, politely apologized to the customer, then quickly walked to the cashier. "What's wrong?"
After asking, her expression darkened, and she scolded Tang Xuemei in an annoyed tone, "Tang Xuemei, although you are the owner of this restaurant, can you please not shout when customers are eating?"
Tang Xuemei grasped Lin Youxi's arm, stammering for a long time, glancing frequently at the stairs to the second floor, her eyes suddenly reddening: "I, I think I just saw, I just saw Lord Yan..."
As Tang Xuemei spoke, she tried to climb over the counter. Lin Youxi suddenly grabbed her shoulder, looking at her suspiciously, "Are you too tired today and your eyes are playing tricks on you?"
"Impossible! I'm sure it's him! At the very least, that person is a descendant of Lord Yan..." Tang Xuemei's confidence faltered towards the end.
But in this world, besides Lord Yan, she really couldn't find anyone else with such demeanor and elegance.
"Don't you think about it? It's been thousands of years." Lin Youxi leaned forward, deliberately lowering her voice: "How could Lord Yan, a human, still be alive?"
Tang Xuemei retorted angrily, "Aren't you alive too!"
"Then, then I'm not human, how can that be the same?" Lin Youxi felt something was off after she finished speaking.
Tang Xuemei glared at Lin Youxi, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised. Her exquisite makeup made her look even more feminine, but now that she was angry, she seemed a bit shrewish.
"I don't care, I'm going to go and see." Tang Xuemei said and turned to go to the kitchen. "Chef, prepare a platter of four delicacies and a casserole of glutinous rice crab. Have a waiter come with me to deliver them to the Vermilion Bird private room."
Lin Youxi shook her head helplessly. Well, let her go and see if she can give up.
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