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Zhou Peilin drove his jeep 212 and drove Zeng Lingfeng and Luo Ying away from Tiananmen Square.

Luo Ying has lived in Beijing for two years. Before coming to Beijing, she also stayed in the county and state singing and dancing troupes. She also came into contact with some political figures and had some visions. From the car she drove the uncle of her newly met, she discovered that he was not an ordinary person. She is not a little girl who knows nothing, especially her experience from a poor family, which made her even more thoughtful. Therefore, she did not refuse the invitation from the younger brother she had just met. After all, it is not a bad thing for her to deal with his uncle who is in a high position. There are many friends and multiple ways, and maybe this friend will be able to help her whenever she can do it.

Zeng Lingfeng looked around in the jeep, and Zhou Peilin didn't know what he was looking at, so he just drove the car on his own.

Suddenly, Zeng Lingfeng shouted: "Uncle, stop!"

Zhou Peilin was stunned. He hasn't arrived yet, so why should I park a car?

Seeing that Zhou Peilin did not stop, Zeng Lingfeng explained: "Uncle, we have to go to the Forbidden City in the afternoon, so we won't go back. It's rare to have troubles. Just find a small restaurant outside for lunch."

Zhou Peilin thought it was good, and the little guy lived in a very sensitive place. It would be inconvenient to take the little girl in the car, so he agreed.

Following Zeng Lingfeng's wishes, he parked a car on the side of the road.

Zeng Lingfeng got out of the car and walked towards a small restaurant on the side of the road.

This small restaurant has a very warm name: Xinyi Restaurant.

This is a very small restaurant with only three or four tables inside. There are no diners at the moment, and the store is very quiet.

However, the environment of this small restaurant is really good. There are a few landscape paintings on the walls, and the windows are bright and clean, which is very warm. As soon as you walk into the door, you will feel like home.

Zeng Lingfeng's eyes lit up. The owner of this hotel must be a very well-educated woman.

Su Xinyi stayed alone in her small restaurant, a little distracted.

The experiences over the past few years have made her feel like she was dreaming.

After graduating from college, he followed him to the Northeast despite his family's opposition, married him and had children. However, he really didn't know that he was such a heartless bad guy. With a beautiful wife like himself, he was still eating outside. After knowing the situation, he was still so confident that he said that he did this for his career.

Well, you are for your career, so I will fulfill your career. So I divorced him happily and quietly returned to Beijing with my newly born daughter.

However, I really didn't have the face to meet my family. I didn't care about their thoughts at all and elope with them. I heard that my father was so angry that he was hospitalized, and my mother also sighed at home.

Facts have proved that the old father and the old mother were right. They had long discovered that he was not a thing, but they hate themselves but they did not have the wisdom to recognize others.

Now that I am in disgrace, where can I still have the face to meet my elderly parents?

So I had to beg a good sister to help me rent the store. With the good food I made, I could barely support myself and my newborn daughter.

Thinking of her daughter, Su Xinyi smiled. Her daughter is really cute and smart. She is now able to call her mother when she is less than one year old. She is her pistachio and the source of her courage to live. It is hard for Su Xinyi to imagine how bleak her life would be without this daughter.

I named my daughter Su Chang because I hope she will be happy and live happily all my life. My daughter’s surname is Su, but she does not follow her surname. He is not worthy of being a daughter’s father because he has not fulfilled any responsibility to be a father at all. My daughter is her own daughter, and no one can share it with me.

Su Xinyi was thinking about her thoughts in a daze.

At this time, the sound of people talking came from outside the kitchen, and someone should have come to have a meal. Su Xinyi looked at her watch and it was already noon.

Su Xinyi sorted out her somewhat messy hair, then looked at her sleeping daughter, and then walked outside.

There were three people in the store, a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, a girl in his thirties and thirties, and a little boy in his thirties and four years old. It seemed that a father and son from a family came to have lunch.

"Why do you want to have a meal?" Su Xinyi asked in her crisp voice.

Zeng Lingfeng was a little dazed when he saw the young woman walking out of the inside.

This is a very beautiful woman. Her long dark hair is neatly trimmed, like a still waterfall; her pair of small but round eyes are as black and white as the eyes are brightly black and white, without a trace of turbidity; the curved eyebrows, only the curved curve, can become a highlight on any woman; a red lips, without any lipstick, is enough to make people's index fingers move; finally, the nose of a height and moderate size, is like the finishing touch, completely highlighting the beauty of this woman.

She was wearing a black round neck long-sleeved T-shirt. The tight clothes perfectly highlighted her delicate figure. Her moderately sized and rounded peaks stood proudly. The black clothes were set against her crystal skin that was as frost-like as snow, adding a bit of seductive and depraved charm to this beautiful woman who was already in trouble.

I saw that the waist, which originally looked as slender and weak as a newborn willow, still showed a bit of a woman's natural weakness under the black wrap, but it also had a strong and powerful feeling. It made people feel that if her slim waist twisted, it would be both explosive and sexy.

She was wearing a pair of navy blue jeans on her lower body, her legs were long and straight, and there was no gap when they were together. It gave people the feeling that if she clamped her legs tightly, even if the man with strong waist strength was still unable to move.

The tight jeans perfectly outlined the curve of her buttocks that were rare when wearing a skirt. Her perfect figure, which was already convex and graceful, was a bit more like a black hole, and could fall into the fatal gravity of all male gazes.

This beautiful woman is about twenty years old, three-pointed and seven-pointed with mature charm. She should be a married woman, otherwise a girl would not be so charming, Zeng Lingfeng thought.

Zhou Peilin is a person who has experienced big scenes. Although the young woman in front of her is extremely beautiful, she can even be said to be a beauty he rarely sees, but his identity makes him extremely immunized to the beauty. He looked at Zeng Lingfeng who was a little dazed and shook his head helplessly. What's wrong with this little guy? This behavior is abnormal!

However, he never expected that Zeng Lingfeng, a little brat, was stunned by the beautiful young woman in front of him, because he didn't know that under the tender face of Zeng Lingfeng, there was an adult soul, or even a soul older than him, Zhou Peilin. Although he adapted to the performance that boys should have due to his identity, some instinctive reactions could not be changed.

Zhou Peilin chuckled softly and said, "This girl, we are here for lunch. What dishes are there in your store?"

Su Xinyi looked at the polite middle-aged man and said, "I still have a lot of dishes in this store. Let's do it. Here is the menu. You can take a look and then order the dishes."

Zhou Peilin took the menu and found that they were all special dishes in Northeast China, which should be very good. Zhou Peilin was a little surprised. This was just a small restaurant that Zeng Lingfeng chose casually. It looked deserted and there were so many special dishes, which was a bit beyond his expectations. It seemed that Zeng Lingfeng's vision was really good and very poisonous.

Zhou Peilin looked at the menu, ordered two dishes, and gave the menu to Luo Ying.

Luo Ying didn't know much about Northeast cuisine, so he ordered one casually.

Zhou Peilin looked at Zeng Lingfeng who had just come to his senses and asked, "Lingfeng, what kind of dishes do you want to eat, please see for yourself."

Zeng Lingfeng’s favorite is Sichuan cuisine. He doesn’t like other dishes. However, this Northeastern cuisine is an exception, which is Zeng Lingfeng’s favorite dish.

Zeng Lingfeng carefully chose one and exchanged the menu to Su Xinyi.

Su Xinyi took the menu and went in and started cooking.

She is both the boss and the waiter in this small restaurant, and she is all doing it alone. Firstly, the store in this small restaurant is too small and there is no need to ask for help; secondly, the business of this small restaurant is not very good, mainly because the location here is not good, and there are no residential areas around, so few people come to eat. Thirdly, because she has no money, the income of this restaurant can only support the mother and daughter, and have to save money, so where can she have free money to hire someone? Now she is no longer a lady, but a mother who wants to support her daughter, so what can be saved is naturally necessary.

Su Xinyi was cooking in the kitchen alone, and couldn't help but think of the three guests who had just entered the room.

Judging from their performance just now, my idea of ​​guessing that they were three fathers and sons was wrong. The middle-aged man should be an official or a local Beijinger; the very beautiful girl didn't look very familiar with them, and might have known each other for a short time, but it should be just a common friend. The most interesting thing is the little boy. His eyes looked at him were very interesting, neither the eyes that a child should have, nor the eyes of a disciple. The eyes were like a father looking at his daughter, with some pity; and also like a very tasteful mature man. His eyes had no lust, only simple appreciation.
Chapter completed!