Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 148 Lu Xixiao saw the 'old-fashioned' Note: I don't mind, it's quite spe

Lu Xixiao booked a large private room with three tables. A dozen little boys sat at the other two tables, separated by a screen wall.

A dozen little boys were making quite a lot of noise. They were still growing up, but they finished a table full of delicacies in no time.

I’m not full, so I don’t dare ask for more.

Fortunately, Lu Ziyin was careful and discovered it quickly.

Let them order whatever they want and eat to their heart's content.

A group of people took the menu with a smile and looked at it. They were shocked by the prices and shook their heads, saying that they were full.

"I'll go back and have some fried noodles later. My uncle's money didn't come from the wind. Although the food here is delicious, it's not worth it."

Seeing that they knew nothing about his fifth uncle's financial resources, Lu Ziyin did not try to persuade them and asked the waiter to give them the "book".

After that, the dishes came one after another without interruption.

Waiters came in and out.

They were forced to eat in a self-service manner.

Lu Xixiao bribed the entire club with just one meal.

Lu Ziyin ate politely at first, but when he found out that his fifth uncle had no time to pay attention to them, he started to eat casually.

"Fatty, eat this."

He lifted a whole Australian lobster and put it into Fu Qing's bowl.

Fu Qing, who was forced to eat alone: ...

"Carp, you should eat more. You're too thin. Maybe if you eat more, you can grow taller."

Lu Ziyin picked up dishes for people, one plate at a time.

He sat between the two of them, busying himself back and forth.

Although he had no pocket money, he usually had the best food and clothing. He was tired of eating these, but he was not hungry.

On the contrary, Yu Jin usually eats more casually.

Fu Qing even provides cheap takeout every day.

Across the table,

Lu Xixiao and Wen Li sat together.

There is also the negligible Lu Jingyuan in the middle.

While both of them were picking up food, Lu Xixiao appeared much more elegant and refined.

"The Spanish ham here is pretty good, try it."

Wen Li looked at the ham slices he put into her bowl and was about to say something when Lu Xixiao also put some for the little guy in the middle: "Jing Yuan, try it too."

Wen Li swallowed his words and let it go.

It’s a serving chopstick anyway.

The bowl in front of the little guy was filled with all kinds of dishes.

They are all piled up.

His grandfather would always pick up some food for him after picking it up for his sister. The little guy didn't know how many times he had heard his grandfather say "Jingyuan, try it too."

He simply couldn't eat it all.

And he wasn't hungry anyway.

Lu Xixiao picked up a lotus root stuffed with shrimp for Wen Li.

Say: "I ordered it for you..."

Looking at the empty plate that was turned over, Lu Xixiao stopped talking and looked at Lu Ziyin who had finished the whole plate across from him.

Lu Xixiao wanted to throw the plate at his face like a frisbee.

The wild shad he ordered for Wen Li was on the plate in front of Yu Ji. When Yu Ji noticed that he was looking at it, he also looked at him.

But Yu Jin obviously didn't know what he was looking at.

Lu Xixiao ignored Yu Jin's constant hostility at that time.

Call the waiter next to you and order again.

Then, under the lingering gaze of fear, he started talking to Wen Li provocatively: "So you spent all your evening study time on training?"

"Ah."

He then said, "No wonder you didn't reply to my message. It turns out you were busy training."

Wen Li glanced at him and asked, "What do you want to see me about?"

She picked up the phone beside her.

There were quite a few WeChat messages, but none from Lu Xixiao. She opened the chat page, and the chat history was still at the last time.

She asked suspiciously, "Mr. Lu sent it with his mind?"

Is there something wrong with your phone?

Such a long delay?

Lu Xixiao glanced at her screen, then pretended to be confused and embarrassed and said, "Didn't you send it? It seems I forgot."

Wen Li looked at him strangely: "..."

Lu Xixiao noticed something at this moment and stared at her phone with a complicated expression: "Your note is... old-fashioned?"

He looked at her.

Want an explanation.

Wen Li turned off his phone without changing his expression and put it aside, then said slowly, "Oh, I thought it was the real grandpa I added at first."

Lu Xixiao: “…”

Can a real grandfather be described as old-fashioned?

Wen Li understood his expression perfectly, so she added, "He was dressed very formally at first, like a little old-fashioned."

The old-fashioned boy looked down at his own colorful and patterned clothes, then at his grandfather's plain white shirt and black suit.

He shook his head quietly: "I don't care..."

"If Mr. Lu doesn't mind, I'll change it."

Wen Li picked up the phone again.

Lu Xixiao: "I don't mind, I think it's quite special."

Compared with the annotations such as "Lu Xixiao", "Mr. Lu", and "Grandpa Lu Jingyuan", "Old-fashioned" is indeed much more special.

Anyway, it doesn't mean to imply his age.

Wen Li put his phone down again to save himself the trouble.

"Mr. Lu said he would send me a message. Is there something wrong?"

"That guy from the mall last time, I saw him stripped naked today, holding a sign at the gate of Peking University. I'm curious if it has anything to do with you."

Wen Li: “A little bit.”

Lu Xixiao didn't believe it: "A little?"

"I asked him to hold up the sign, but I wasn't the one who took off his clothes." She started to take them off, for she was afraid that Cheng would be too generous.

Lu Xixiao nodded and asked with a smile: "Did he provoke you? Did you make a bet again? What was the bet? How could he do it so obediently?"

Wen Li casually replied, "Comparing professional knowledge."

Professional knowledge?

There is nothing to ask about this.

But when it comes to her major, Lu Xixiao was curious about why she chose computer science, but he didn't wait for him to ask.

Wen Li turned around and teased him, "So, Mr. Lu saw this from the top floor of the Lu Group Building?"

Lu Xixiao did not hide it: "I saw it on the forum."

And he said it with confidence.

Wen Li: "Free?"

Lu Xixiao: "Entertainment."

Wen Li narrowed his eyes:???

He smiled and said, "There's a lot of fun at the Beijing University Forum."

Wen Li had a blank expression on his face and an unhappy look in his eyes: "Are you looking at me for fun?"

Lu Xixiao responded quickly: "Look at you finding fun with them."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of plum pork ribs and put it into Wen Li's bowl.

Wen Li felt that this guy's smile was asking for a beating.

A group of people came out of the box, and Wen Ming happened to walk out of another box. He saw Wen Li and Lu Xixiao walking side by side.

He shook hands with each of his companions and exchanged polite words.

His eyes were looking at Wen Li and the others who had already gone downstairs.

He didn't go up to say hello, nor did he plan to go.

At the doorstep, Wen Ming met Wen Li who was walking from the garage. He waited for her there and called her enthusiastically with a smile.

But Wen Li ignored him.

this morning,

breakfast time.

Wen Yan rarely took the initiative to talk to Wen Li.

"Xiao Li, have you studied jewelry design before?"

Nothing unexpected was ignored by Wen Li.

Wen Yan was a little embarrassed, but didn't care.

"I'm also studying jewelry design. I saw your entry and it's very creative and inspiring. I'd like to ask who taught you that. I've recently hit a wall and am lacking inspiration. I wonder if there's a chance I could ask your teacher for advice, or chat with you."

Wen Yan sent people to the countryside of Mingcheng to investigate carefully, but couldn't find out who Wen Li had learned jewelry design from, and he hadn't even taken any interest classes.

Is he truly gifted? Self-taught?

Wen Li looked at her but ignored her.

It just made Wen Yan embarrassed.

Wen Yan: "It's okay if it's inconvenient to say."

Wen Li: "Then what are you asking?"

Wen Yan: "I..."

Lin Yun and her daughter smiled secretly.

Wen Li ate and said casually, "I've seen your work too. 97 points isn't very valuable. It's obvious you've reached a bottleneck."

Wen Yan's face was slightly stiff.

Wen Xinle was no longer happy, feeling a little guilty: "What do you mean 97 points?"

Wen Li looked at her: "What do you think? Second place."