Yun Boli kept looking at Yun Qing with his head tilted. The little sister's eyes and eyebrows resembled her mother's more, and she sat next to him very well-behaved, which made her particularly adorable.

The expression on his face softened, and when he saw her pause, he asked, "What's wrong? Is it not to your taste?"

Seeing that Yun Boli was about to change to another restaurant if the food didn't suit his taste, Yun Qing's mouth twitched slightly, "Nothing, it seems a friend next door came."

Yun Boli raised his eyebrows. Most of the people who came here were either rich or noble, and the sound coming from the next box was clearly that of a wheelchair.

Of all the people in high society, that one was the only one in a wheelchair.

Could it be that...

Xiaoqing knows that person? How is this possible?

Not to mention how Yun Qing got to know that person, just based on that person's personality, he would not make friends with someone like Yun Qing.

Yun Boli's expression changed slightly, and then he called the waiter, "Please help us invite the people next door."

After the waiter left, Yun Qing looked at Yun Boli in confusion. He just said calmly, "Since I'm your friend, let's have a meal together."

Yun Qing: “…”

Although she automatically classified that person as a friend, that person might not still remember her.

The next box.

Si Qingshen leaned lazily on the back of the wheelchair, his hands on his abdomen, his deep and sharp eyes slightly narrowed, his face solemn, and the whole box was wrapped in cold air.

The waiter stood nervously at the door of the box, not daring to make a sound.

Song Hai stood behind Si Qingshen's wheelchair, his face hesitant, not daring to say anything.

The boss hasn't eaten since he came back from that small town last night.

This morning, he followed the old lady's arrangement and brought his boss here for dinner, but he didn't expect that the boss looked even more terrifying than in the office.

Song Hai was wondering whether to put the menu in front of the boss, when there was a knock on the door of the box.

A waiter came in and stood in front of the door respectfully and said, "Gentlemen, the guests in the next box would like to invite you to dine with them."

Song Hai remembered that when he pushed the boss up, he saw the eldest master of the Yun family and a little girl go to the next box.

But the Yun family had never had much contact with them, so why did they want to have dinner together today? Song Hai said quickly, "Boss, Yun Boli and a girl are next door. They came here earlier than us."

Si Qingshen was not originally interested in dining with others, but when he heard Song Hai talk about the people from Shi Yun's family, he couldn't help but think of the girl he met that day who insisted on pushing his wheelchair.

Seeing that his boss had no expression on his face, Song Hai was about to ask the waiter to help them refuse, but he didn't expect to hear Si Qingshen say, "Push me over and take a look."

Song Hai was stunned for a moment, unable to believe that his boss actually accepted someone else's invitation.

He reacted immediately and pushed the wheelchair out.

…

Ever since Yun Boli said he wanted to invite the people living next door to have dinner together, Yun Qing sat in his seat and waited quietly.

Until the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, Si Qingshen was pushed in by Song Hai.

Si Qingshen sat in a wheelchair with a serious expression. Even when he was invited to dine together, there was no expression on his cold and handsome face. His deep eyes looked at the two people in the box indifferently, and his lips were slightly pursed. He had no intention of greeting Yun Qing and Yun Boli.

Yun Qing noticed that Si Qingshen looked more down-to-earth today than the last time they met. He was only wearing casual clothes, with his right sleeve loosely rolled up, revealing a string of obsidian Buddhist beads on his wrist. The translucent black beads made his wrist look even colder and whiter.

As for the man who helped Si Qingshen push the wheelchair, he had a gentle face and a gentle and elegant temperament. He wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his high nose bridge, and behind the glasses were a pair of eyes full of brilliance. He had a tall and thin figure.

He stood behind Si Qingshen, and Yun Qing couldn't help but think of the military strategists of ancient times.

Yun Boli didn't expect that Si Qingshen was actually invited here. You know, Si Qingshen is extremely difficult to approach, and coupled with his ruthless methods, few people dare to provoke him.

However, seeing that Si Qingshen and Yun Qing were meeting and ignoring each other, Yun Boli had to take the initiative to say, "Mr. Si, I didn't expect you to dine here. My sister told me that you two are friends. Why don't you have a meal together?"

Si Qingshen's vague gaze fell on Yun Qing, and he said in a low and cold voice, "Friend?"

Yun Qing cleared her throat. She certainly would not let Si Qingshen deny what she had just said in front of her elder brother. She stood up and walked straight to Si Qingshen.

She glanced at Song Hai who was holding the wheelchair, took the wheelchair armrest, and pushed Si Qingshen to her seat. "It's a bit simple to have breakfast together. I'll treat you to a big meal another day."

He placed the menu in front of Si Qingshen again, "See if there's anything you want to eat, and order some more."

Song Hai stared blankly at Yun Qing's smooth movements. His hands were still empty as he pushed the wheelchair, and his heart in his chest beat violently twice.

That girl snatched the wheelchair from him?

Yun Boli's sister is really... so bold! Yun Boli could clearly tell from the two words Si Qingshen just said that Yun Qing and he didn't seem to have a relationship as close as friends, but now...

Yun Qing looked like the boss. Could it be that their relationship was even closer than friends? Yun Boli watched for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on between the two. But he couldn't say anything directly. He greeted Song Hai and sat back in his seat.

Song Hai sat next to Si Qingshen, his eyes fixed on Yun Qing who was sitting diagonally opposite him, still feeling a little frightened.

Si Qingshen did not pursue the matter of Yun Qing pushing him here without permission. He took the menu she handed to him and glanced at her lightly with deep eyes, the look in his eyes was dark and unclear.

But Yun Qing thought she understood what Si Qingshen meant by his eyes. He was clearly saying, you are very brave to spread rumors that I am your friend!

Fortunately, Si Qingshen did not delve into the word "friend" and ordered a bowl of soup out of courtesy.

Si Qingshen and Yun Boli ate their meal leisurely. Their movements were very elegant, but their eating speed was not slow. Yun Qing glanced at them. Including Song Hai, these three people did not seem to have any intention of chatting.

Yun Qing was also worried that Si Qingshen might say something, so she didn't say a word during the meal.

It was not until the end of the meal that Si Qingshen's eyes fell on Yun Qing again, and he said meaningfully, "Since you pushed the wheelchair and pretended to be my friend, I'll treat you to this meal."

Yun Qing: “…”