Chapter 280 The Man Who Fell from the Sky

It was just past 6pm and the restaurant's private rooms were fully booked, with only the second-floor lobby having empty tables.

Tang Qi chose a table near the window so that she could observe her surroundings and enjoy the night view of the imperial capital.

He Heng is far away from here and will arrive in an hour. Tang Qi didn't eat anything on the plane and was a little hungry now, so she ordered a bowl of braised pork rib noodles to fill her stomach.

After a while, the pork ribs noodles were served.

The noodles were white and the soup was light brown. There were seven or eight pieces of rosy pork ribs with a strong aroma of sauce on top, and a few emerald green vegetables on top. Jiang Ziyi was drooling at the sight.

Tang Qi had a problem of guarding her food and was determined not to share even one bite with Jiang Ziyi.

Jiang Ziyi had no choice but to order another bowl.

After finishing the pork chop noodles, Jiang Ziyi burped and looked at the bowl of noodles in front of Tang Qi, which was even cleaner than his bowl, and asked, "Can you still eat more later?"

Tang Qi took a tissue and slowly wiped her mouth, "I'm only 50% full."

Jiang Ziyi burped again: ...

At 7:30, He Heng arrived in a hurry. Before he even sat down, he kept apologizing to the two of them, "I didn't expect it to be more congested than City B. To express my apology, I'll treat you to dinner."

Jiang Ziyi was shaving his teeth with a toothpick in his mouth, glancing at him nonchalantly, "I'm still sitting here, how can it be your turn to treat me?"

He Heng was not angry either, he smiled and said, "I'm late, I should treat you, have you ordered the dishes?"

Tang Qi handed him the menu, "I ordered a few of the dishes I like, you order yours."

With his previous experience in the Western restaurant, He Heng did not hesitate this time. He called the waiter, ordered three dishes, and asked Jiang Ziyi.

Jiang Ziyi had filled his stomach with a big bowl of pork chop noodles and had no appetite at all. But thinking of He Heng's offer to treat him, he took the menu, picked out the most expensive signature dishes, and ordered four or five servings.

Tang Qi rolled her eyes at him inconspicuously, "Whoever orders it gets it. If you can't finish it, you can take it home and eat it."

Jiang Ziyi put down the menu unhappily, lowered his head to her ear, and complained: "My uncle is not here, you are not interested in this boy, are you?"

Tang Qi was about to say something when someone suddenly approached from behind, and then he smelled the familiar, clear scent of fir wood.

"What kind of whisper do you need to be so close to?"

The low and cold voice almost gave Jiang Ziyi a myocardial infarction.

He stared at the man who suddenly appeared, "Uncle, why are you here?"

After asking, he immediately went to see Tang Qi.

Tang Qi leisurely drank the tea, pretending not to see the man behind her.

Jiang Ziyi stood up timidly and sat opposite him, in the same row with He Heng.

Mo Shaochen took the seat vacated by Jiang Ziyi, put his arm domineeringly to the side, and placed it on the back of Tang Qi's chair as if to declare his sovereignty.

He Heng could no longer maintain his polite smile. He looked at Mo Shaochen with a pale face and moved his lips, but the other party's aura was too strong and his eyes were dangerous and sharp. He didn't even have the courage to ask who the other party was.

Mo Shaochen came up to her and asked her in a soft voice, "Would you like to introduce your friend?"

The distance between their faces was no more than 20 centimeters, and the breath of his voice fanned her ears.

The crisp, clear cedar scent is mixed with a very faint smell of disinfectant.

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Her hard heart suddenly softened.

"He is He Heng, my schoolmate from Xi'an Polytechnic University." After that, he introduced two people to He Heng, "The one next to you is Jiang Ziyi, he is..."

She looked at the man beside her, "Mo Shaochen."

He Heng had never been in contact with the social circles of the famous families in the imperial capital before, and he was not clear about the identities of Jiang Ziyi and Mo Shaochen.

He greeted them both formally and politely.

Mo Shao leaned back in his chair calmly and domineeringly, his left arm still domineeringly resting on the back of Tang Qi's chair, and his sharp black eyes looked at He Heng opposite him.

The deep voice was indifferent and a little careless, "What is the relationship between He Chaorong and you?"

Qiqi has also learned how to trick the boss~~

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