Lan Weiwan regretted it after saying this. It seemed that something was not right, but the words had already been spoken, and she felt that she could not take them back. As for what was wrong, she could not tell, so she ignored it. Lan Weiwan

She felt her stomach again. She was really hungry. When would the waiter bring the dishes? To be honest, during the 10 minutes that An Huaijue was on the phone, his stomach had already growled several times, but

I just couldn't see the waiter bringing the dishes to them. I was very angry, but there was nothing I could do.

"What did you order to eat?" An Huaijue asked suddenly, staring at him with cold eyes, which was a bit penetrating.

Lan Weiwan looked at him with such a penetrating look, "Fuck, don't look at me like that, okay, your look is too penetrating." Lan Weiwan replied tremblingly, "I just ordered a dish of fried rice, don't waste it."

It’s your money, really.”

Lan Weiwan almost blurted out, "I can pay for it myself," but then she thought about the price on the menu just now. A portion of fried rice cost more than 100 yuan. How could she be willing to give it up? Then this sentence was forced on her

Choked.

An Huaijue burst out laughing, "Don't you mean you're hungry? I just said I'd treat you, and then you can order whatever you want to eat. You're welcome. I won't charge you. In the future,

I won’t ask you for interest, this is what I asked you for, not what I borrowed from you.”

An Huaijue also wanted to say something, we are husband and wife, how can we discuss the issue of whether to borrow or not? Besides, Lan Weiwan is his legal wife and his favorite person. She ordered

How can things be a waste? Even if she can't finish it, it doesn't matter. It's not like he can't afford it. If he really can't afford it, then he is really shameless.

"But..." Lan Weiwan was interrupted by An Huaijue before he could finish his words.

"But what the hell, waiter." An Huaijue called the waiter again, "Bring the menu to my wife. If my wife wants to order anything, just sit down for her. I'll open it for you when you come out."

The waiter's jaw dropped in shock. Did he hear correctly? Lord An Huai had to call that woman Madam. That woman was Lord An Huai's wife, the legendary CEO's wife?

An Huaijue saw the waiter stunned and didn't move, so he couldn't help but urge, "Then what are you doing? Go quickly, and when will the meals we just ordered be served? My wife has already

I’m hungry. If it’s a little later, I will buy your restaurant, do you believe it?”

No one came to his senses quickly and handed Lan Weiwan the menu in his hand. Of course he believed what An Huaijue said. He was the president. Isn't it normal to acquire a restaurant?

Lan Weiwan took the menu from the waiter with a look of embarrassment on his face. How could he say An Huaijue was the best? This was too flamboyant. People everywhere said that Basketball was his wife and his wife.

How can she keep a low profile after letting her go out? Make it louder, maybe some people sitting far away can hear it. This is setting up an enemy for her. Then this man is too bad, he is simply a beast in disguise.

Lan Weiwan saw that the usual security was too hard, so today he ordered a few more dishes that An Huaijue liked, so they ate this meal in embarrassment. The atmosphere couldn't be more awkward.

In order to make the atmosphere less awkward, An Huaijue chatted with Lan Weiwan one after another.

After dinner, Lan Weiwan and An Huaijue went out for a walk to digest the food in their stomachs.

"You seem to have a lot of work recently." Lan Weiwan asked suddenly, because he had just seen An Huaijue and was still on the phone with him during the meal. Talking about work matters inevitably made her feel that she was not busy at these times.

Should it be during dinner? Why do we have to talk about work with others? Isn't this a sign of too much work? And it seems that An Huaijue's mental state is not very good recently, and he is even a little depressed, probably because

Maybe it’s because I have too much work and can’t digest it.

An Huaijue suddenly felt warm in his heart when he heard Lan Weiwan asking him such a concerned question. He looked around before replying: "It's not bad, there aren't that many social events this day.

Except for the fact that I have to answer a lot of phone calls, everything else is fine. After all, there is Bai Hao in the company, and I am not too busy with Bai Hao as my right-hand assistant."

After a pause, An Huaijue asked again, "Why do you suddenly ask these questions? You don't usually ask." In fact, to be honest, An Huaijue was a little excited now.

After all, this seems to be the first time Lan Weiwan has asked him about work matters after marrying him, and she still cares about him. Has she changed her mind?

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just asking." Lan Weiwaner replied with a guilty conscience. Well, he admitted that he was indeed a little worried about An Huaijue's current situation. After all, such a situation occurred in the company a long time ago.

At this time, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

"So how have you been doing at work lately?" An Huaijue asked.

Lan Weiwan was surprised. An Huaijue had never asked him about work before, "Why are you asking?"

An Huaijue couldn't help laughing, "Are you only allowed to care about my work and not allowed me to ask you? Can't I care about you?"

Lan Weiwan was immediately furious and argued, "Who... who cares about you? I was just asking you about work-related matters. It's just you who thinks too much."

Then Lan Weiwan said: "Besides, it's just a normal question, why are you thinking too much? I hope you don't think about Doha. I just asked simply and didn't mean anything else. Please don't make it up to yourself.

So sentimental, thank you." At the end of the sentence, Lan Weiwan almost laughed out loud at her "Please don't be sentimental", and she didn't know why she said those words.

After hearing these words, An Huaijue laughed mercilessly, looking particularly embarrassed.

"..." Lan Weiwan looked at the watch on his hand and said, "You see it's already 10:30. I think I should go back. It's getting late."

An Huaijue said shuncheng, "It is indeed getting late. You also know that it is getting late. Do you want to stay at my place temporarily tonight?"

After speaking, An Huaijue's eyes lit up.

Where is Lan Weiwan's sweat? She doesn't want to go? So she found an excuse and casually said, "That's not good. I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow. I don't want to disturb you. I'd better go back by myself."

Let’s go inside the apartment.”
Chapter completed!