Chapter 72 Heartbeat

Qiao Yanmeng is actually a little moved? ?

She frantically warned herself in her heart to stay calm and not to agree to it on impulse.

"Hey, that sounds good." Qiao Yanmeng quickly changed the subject, "You're back. Have you eaten?"

"What about you?"

"Not yet." The big and the small looked at Zhan Tingbei eagerly. Zhan Tingbei laughed. Why did he feel like he had raised a son and a daughter? He asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

"Sweet and sour spare ribs! I haven't eaten them for a long time! And steamed fish!" Qiao Yanmeng said, then hesitated: "Isn't it too complicated?"

"It's a small matter." Zhan Tingbei said.

Qiao Yanmeng's eyes lit up. At that moment, she felt that the man was extremely tall, handsome, and could cook. Isn't that great!

Zhan Tingbei went to the kitchen to work. Qiao Yanmeng asked Xiao Naituan, "Your father is so amazing. Is he the one who cooks when you are at home?"

The little girl thought about it for a while, then said in a baby voice, "Dad just started learning it recently."

Qiao Yanmeng was startled.

More than an hour later, the meal was ready and the man brought out the dishes leisurely.

Qiao Yanmeng looked at his cold and smooth profile, which seemed to be in control of everything. However, she also noticed the small cut on the man's hand.

She always thought he knew how to cook a long time ago, but he actually only started learning recently?

Is it for her?

Qiao Yanmeng is in a complicated mood.

During the meal, Qiao Yanmeng confronted Tingbei: "Today I went to the mall to buy clothes for you and the baby. I just tried on the baby's clothes. You can try them on later."

"Okay." His stern eyes softened and he served her soup. "Why do you want to go shopping for clothes today?"

"Isn't it the birthday of the client you recommended to me? She invited me to attend her birthday party, and I thought I couldn't be too shabby." Qiao Yanmeng answered truthfully.

Zhan Tingbei paused for a moment. Qiao Yanmeng didn't notice his abnormality. Zhan Tingbei then said calmly, "Have you bought the clothes?"

"Yeah, I'll show you later."

Qiao Yanmeng later chose a bright red long dress, which was festive and exquisite.

Zhan Tingbei looked at it and praised it a few times, then he accurately found the red suit among the clothes she bought. Qiao Yanmeng said, "I saw that all your clothes are black, so I bought you some different colors."

"Yeah. I'll try."

As soon as he finished speaking, he unbuttoned his shirt and put on new clothes. His bright chest muscles swayed in front of Qiao Yanmeng. Qiao Yanmeng couldn't help swallowing her saliva as she watched the cold man put on the red shirt and suit jacket. Her little breasts looked at him with eyes slightly widened.

It has to be said that Zhan Tingbei is God's favorite, he can carry off any color. If another man wore it, it would definitely look greasy and tacky, but he perfectly exudes an aura of noble and evil charm, handsome and outstanding, and extremely dignified.

The calmness and coolness of the past are gone, replaced by a bit of casual charm.

"It looks good!" Qiao Yanmeng gave a thumbs up.

Zhan Tingbei raised his sexy lips slightly, and Qiao Yanmeng suddenly reached out and pressed his lips: "Oh my God, don't laugh, when you laugh like this, I feel like you're going to take my soul away!"

The man's sexy smile became more intense.

Afterwards, Zhan Tingbei put on other clothes, and each piece was so beautiful, which made Qiao Yanmeng feel very accomplished. She felt that she could buy more clothes for them in the future!

Time passed in warmth, and a few days later, it was the birthday banquet day.

Blue sea and sky.

The birthday banquet started at six in the evening. The entrance was already filled with luxury cars. Qiao Yanmeng got out of her Mercedes-Benz and walked to the door. The waiter was checking the invitations.

"Qiao Yanmeng?"

An exaggerated female voice came, and Mu Qingqing walked over quickly and looked at her in disbelief. Mu Nanxuan was standing next to her, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qiao Yanmeng. This dress suited her so well, and she was stunningly beautiful.

Qiao Yanmeng put on light makeup, which made her look even more cool and noble. She glanced at her calmly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Why are you here? Do you know what you are doing here today?"

"Nonsense."

Qiao Yanmeng glanced at her speechlessly, took out the invitation letter and went in.

The shock in Mu Qingqing's eyes had not yet dissipated. She held her brother's hand and said, "Brother, Qiao Yanmeng is not really going to be with President Zhan, right?"

Mu Nanxuan's eyes were complicated, revealing his unwillingness.

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth: "Even if Mr. Zhan can accept her, the Zhan family will not accept her!"

As if she had thought of something, Mu Qingqing raised her lips slightly and a firm look appeared in her eyes.

After Qiao Yanmeng came in, she found out that the entire hotel was booked, and she soon arrived at the banquet hall.

The guests all looked familiar, as if she had seen them on TV. Qiao Yanmeng was slightly shocked, thinking that Ms. Pei's identity was not simple. However, she remained calm, as she finally saw a familiar figure among a group of strangers.