Two sword－shaped eyebrows, like eagles and falcons, have sharp heavy pupils shing light. Under the bridge of the nose, thin lips gently sip.


    Su Ci knew that the other party did not mean to despise her, and even chose to sit on the sofa with herself in order to ease her restraint and nervousness.Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    However, she still felt extremely humiliated.


    Not only did he fail to convince the Haicheng business leader once, but it was also for another obscure reason.


    She fell in love with him at first sight.


    Wen Jin’an did not open his eyes slightly and his eyebrows were light.


    Don’t the other party know that their eyes are too hot and explicit?


    Looking at a man like this, she always does?


    Pretending to lower their heads and tidy up their cuffs, Wen Jin’an stood up.


    “It’s noon. I think Sue is always hungry. Why don’t you have a meal together?”


    Hearing what he said, Su porcin subconsciously touched his stomach and was really hungry.


    In the past few days, she has been rushing for a project. She has been eating packed meals all the time. She has almost forgotten that the meals should be the best made now.


    “Yes.”


    With his white coat on his arm, Su porcin followed Wen Jin’an out of the president’s office.


    “BOSS Rowan is going out?”


    A bright and colourful woman came up and quietly looked at Su porcin.


    Wen Jin’an nodded and slightly sideways introduced Su Ci, “Jin Huaixia, my secretary. Huai Xia, this is Su Zong, who is in the wind.”


    Wyatt.


    Mr. Su.


    It is clear when you listen to the distance and closeness.


    However, today is her first meeting with Wen Jin’an. She is not in a hurry because she is unfamiliar with him.


    She is confident that soon, her name in his mouth will never be Su Zong again.


    “Hello, Mr. Su.” Jin Huaixia smiled and said hello, turned around and took two umbres. “BOSS Rowan, it may rainter. Take your umbres.”


    So sweet?


    Su Porcin has a natural sense of prevention towards all people or things that may threaten its status.


    Can’t help it, she once again looked at this woman called Huai Xia by Wen Jin’an.


    Wen Jin’an took the umbre in his hand and Jin Huaixia withdrew respectfully.


    The car is Audi, and with Wen Jin’an’s status in Haicheng, it is very low－key.


    As Wen Jin’an got on the bus and the car started, she quietly looked askance at his hand holding the steering wheel.


    Slender and slender, with distinct knuckles.


    Suddenly, his face became hot.


    “Does Sue always have any taboos?”


    “Ah? No.”


    Dark scold oneself anthomaniac, unexpectedly stunned at somebody else’s hand, also don’t know Wen Jin’an found.


    “If there is no taboo, then go to Tan Jia’s private kitchen. The steamed pork with flour and sweet osmanthus candy cakes there are the best.”


    “Yes.”


    Hastily nodded, see Wen Jin an corners of the mouth light hook, she moved her eyes and looked out of the window.


    She has heard of Tan’s private kitchen, but she has never been there.


    It is the most famous private restaurant in Haicheng. Even if you have money, it is difficult to book a ce, let alone this restaurant now.


    However, after listening to what Wen Jin’an said, he should be a frequent visitor to the restaurant.


    The car drew a gorgeous tail flick and drove into the parking lot. Su Ci said nothing despite doubts.


    Wen Jin’an saw the suspicious color in her eyes and took off her seat belt. “Tan Jia’s private kitchen is in the front alley. There is no parking ce there. Can we walk there?”


    “Of course.” Embarrassed nodded, she quickly untied the seat belt and got off the car with Wen Jin’an.


    Walking slowly behind him, I couldn’t help despising myself once again in my heart.


    It is enough to lose face in front of the person you like many times.


    As Wen Jin’an said, not far away, when they got out of the parking lot, they saw a winding path leading to a secluded corner not far away.


    It turns out that Tan Jia’s private kitchen vige is actually here, which is also due to the fact that the bouquet is not afraid of the depth of the alley.


    Entering the alley, within a few steps, I saw an old bronze gate with twonterns hanging high, very old－fashioned.


    The que is inscribed with the word “Tan Jia”. The brushwork is vigorous and powerful. Su porcin judges that it should be written by an elderly person with deep attainments in calligraphy.


    Perhaps seeing Su porcin looking at the que for too long, Wen Jin’an slightly turned his head and sounded like a distant cello. “This que was made by Tan Yang, the granddaughter of Tan.”