It seems like a good day to chat, is it worth it?
"No."
"You can't drive?"
Haitang: "......"
"Then I can be your driver, if you don't want to learn."
...
The place Murong Chen booked was a private kitchen in a relatively secret location. The decoration was very Western-style. What would it be called in the future... Yes, retro.
In this era, it would be extremely foreign.
The food is not particularly fancy, but the ingredients are fresh and the chef cooks quite well. The appetizers, side dishes, desserts, etc. are all standardly matched.
Murong Chen originally wanted to show off his skills and teach her, but he found that Haitang knew better western dining etiquette than himself.
Murong Chen felt that he was so amazing. How could he have such good taste? Look, this is no worse than any British royal princess he had seen. She is so beautiful. What should I eat? Just looking at her and drinking water is so beautiful.
"You don't want to eat?"
"Busy."
"Um?"
Murong Chen felt that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly picked up the fork, coughed lightly, and started eating seriously.
"Haitang, do you like this food?"
"not bad."
"Then I can bring you here every day."
"No thanks."
"Oh, that's just a general preference."
Haitang: "......"
Haitang was thinking, I should talk to him about something to straighten his thinking...
"By the way, I checked you out."
"Ah? Why are you checking me out?"
"You miss Deputy Brigade Commander Xia's daughter. Hehe, your father is my grandfather's soldier. I'll know once I ask him. By the way, Haitang, when are you free to come to my house? My grandfather is very interesting. The old man is very fun."
What do you mean? His grandpa is fun? I went to his house to play with his grandpa? Are you sure? ?
"Mr. Murong, thank you for standing up for me, but I don't think we are that familiar with each other yet."
"Ah? Still not familiar with it? Then ask me, I'll tell you whatever you ask, and we can get to know each other better."
Haitang narrowed her eyes and asked, "Can I ask anything?"
Murong Chen put a piece of steak into his mouth and nodded.
"How old are you?"
"18, one year younger than you."
"What month are you born?"
"November, sis."
Haitang: "......"
Murong Chen smiled with peach blossom eyes, "Number 10."
"How tall are you?"
"I'm 187cm barefoot. Do you prefer tall or short legs? If you prefer tall legs, I can grow them longer."
"Ahem..."
Haitang just took a sip of juice and choked. She felt that the topic was going off the track.
Murong Chen moved closer to her, "Are you okay? How did you choke? The questions you asked me are all my basic information. If you want to know, I can just tell you directly."
"I am 187cm tall, weigh 70kg, my measurements are 105, 80, 113, I wear size 43 shoes, and..."
He suddenly stopped and blinked. "Anyway, I'm in good shape, strong and healthy."
What the hell?
Basic introduction? How about a sales show?
"Student Murong, I didn't ask these questions. I just wanted to chat with you. You..."
"Then what else do you want to know? My family situation? Both my parents died for the country. There are only me and my grandfather at home. My grandfather is a very lovely old man. My family is very rich."
Help! He acted like he was asking me to cheat him, what on earth was he doing?
Haitang felt that this was the first time she had met such a person in her entire life. She was really overwhelmed and wanted to run away...
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