Chapter 839 It’s just a joke
After saying this, without even looking at Song Yanming's expression, Zhou Mingchen turned around and left, raising the corners of his lips in triumph.
Owen was a little worried about this, "Mr. Zhou, is this really okay for Miss Mingxin?"
"Stupid, can't you see she's joking?"
Although they had little contact, he believed in the character of the Zhou family.
"Since she was joking, if you deliberately said this to make Song Yanming angry, would he fall for it?"
"Who cares? He's worried about gains and losses, but I'm happy."
He understood men. The more submissive, obedient and well-behaved they were, the more boring he found them.
It would be good to give Song Yanming some trouble, so that he can spend more time coaxing his sister.
Xu Yi is a member of the Zhou family, so Song Yanming coaxing Xu Yi is just like coaxing him, there is not much difference.
Xu Yi returned to the hotel and called Fu Jiahan. They decided to sign the contract in the evening and return to Jiangcheng the next morning.
Jiang Qing was very worried about Xu Yi, fearing that it would be unsafe for her to stay outside for too long with a big belly.
Tuantuan also said that she missed her mother. When Xu Yi was at home, she didn't feel that Song Tuantuan was very enthusiastic towards her. But after she went out, she called her a hundred times a day to say that she missed her very much.
Xu Yi made an appointment to rest in the hotel with Zhou Zhiyin.
In the king-size bed room, Xu Yi hugged Zhou Zhiyin. Zhou Zhiyin touched Xu Yi's belly and said, "Your belly is so big. Will it be uncomfortable?"
"A little bit, but when I think about the fact that the child is Song Yanming's and will be very good-looking, I don't feel bad about it anymore."
Zhou Zhiyin smiled, and Xu Yi felt that she was a little sad.
"You will have your own good baby in the future."
"Ah."
In the afternoon, Xu Yi felt drowsy and stared at the ceiling.
The sunlight refracted from some angle onto the ceiling. Zhou Zhiyin hugged Xu Yi and asked, "Are you happy in your marriage?"
"happiness."
Xu Yi yawned and said, "I feel like the happiest person in the world. Even when I'm away from home, there are still people who care about me, just like he is right next to me."
"You missed Song Yanming so much after being apart for one night. Just now you were admiring Fu Jiahan's looks so much that you couldn't walk."
"It's just a world of flowers and flowers."
Xu Yi glanced at Zhou Zhiyin and said, "By the way, are you in touch with Futian?"
"Have."
"Futian likes you very much. I felt it during the last match between Xidi and him."
Xu Yi didn’t pay attention to what Zhou Zhiyin said next, but he felt that Zhou Zhiyin seemed to have said something.
Buzzing and drowsy, she fell asleep.
Zhou Zhiyin covered Xu Yi with a blanket, took her hands out, and stood up to continue drawing.
She had no desire to sleep... Xu Yi needed to rest as she was pregnant, but she had to keep her fighting spirit at all times.
The place where Fu Jiahan made an appointment to sign the contract was not at the magazine office, but at a very famous Chinese restaurant in Dijing.
The restaurant is famous for its ingredients and style. Everyone in the restaurant wears Tang suits and the names of the dishes are very elegant. Looking at the dishes is like appreciating a painting.
A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains, Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains, the whole table is filled with paintings decorated with food ingredients.
Some of the dishes are combined to form famous attractions in the capital.
Fu Jiahan clicked on most of the pictures of famous tourist attractions.
"Is this Miss Zhiyin's first time in Imperial Capital?"
"No."
Xu Yi took the initiative to say, "This is my first time here."
"Miss Xu can try this."
Fu Jiahan signaled to the waiter to prepare food for Xu Yi. The waiter was wearing a Tang suit, with flowers in his hair and beautiful makeup. His every frown and smile seemed to bring people back to the Tang Dynasty.
Eating while watching young women dancing, it’s a perfect feast.
Xu Yi's taste was very ordinary. She had a strong taste and was not very fond of this kind of light sashimi. Even if it was coated with caviar, she thought it was very ordinary.
Zhou Zhiyin ate while chatting with Fu Jiahan. It was obvious that the dishes were more suitable for people like her who had a light taste.
But Xu Yi was watching the dance in the private room.
There are not only beautiful women, but also handsome men, wearing ancient costumes, gentle as jade, not speaking the whole time, relying on body language to express their affection.
Xu Yi was mesmerized.
It was her first time trying this kind of Chinese sashimi. She thought it looked authentic, but when she looked at the dish again, she felt it was not very authentic.
In short, people in the upper class like to enjoy these vanities...
The food is expensive, the location is great, the service is good, and the taste is average.
After eating and drinking, the contract was finally officially confirmed.
Xu Yi suddenly wanted to go home and eat the food cooked by Song Yanming.
No matter how delicious the food outside is, only Song Yanming's cooking can satisfy her appetite.
Only Song Yanming's was tailor-made for her.
Fu Jiahan is very handsome, but after seeing him twice, I feel that he is just so-so, not as stunning as when I first saw him.
Xu Yi no longer looked at Fu Jiahan, as he was tired of that. He instead watched them dancing and the beautiful woman playing the guzheng, her every frown and smile showing her graceful demeanor.
Xu Yi often has some strange ideas at certain times. For example, now she particularly likes that she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. One day, when Song Yanming doesn't know, she will suddenly show them to him.
When Song Yanming cried out in surprise, she said in a Versailles way, "There are still many things you don't know."
That's right, she hoped that she could often surprise Song Yanming, just like one day when she found that Song Yanming had been working on something without her noticing, and she felt so happy and surprised all of a sudden.
Fu Jiahan was asking Xu Yi questions, and Xu Yi was lost in thought.
Zhou Zhiyin didn't call Xu Yi, but answered for Xu Yi directly.
Fu Jiahan nodded and saw that Xu Yi was still watching the dance in the restaurant.
I didn't eat much of the food, but I was enjoying the sight.
Fu Jiahan smiled and said to Zhou Zhiyin, "Does Designer Xu often immerse himself in his own world?"
Fu Jiahan thought that Xu Yi was really moody. He drank rice wine, deep in thought.
Zhou Zhiyin said, "Maybe the dance attracted her. The dancing here is very good, and the food is also good. Thank you for your thoughtfulness, Editor-in-Chief Fu."
"It's been a pleasure working with you, Miss Zhou."
Zhou Mingchen and Song Yanming were also having dinner in two separate private rooms.
Song Yanming checked his phone from time to time. A day passed, and if he didn't contact Xu Yi, Xu Yi would not contact him on his own initiative.
I'm afraid that because I have such a handsome guy around me, I have forgotten about him completely.
There was a beautiful woman in ancient costume dancing in the private room, and she would sway in front of Song Yanming from time to time with seductive eyes.
Song Yanming couldn't see these and pretended not to see them, but that look disturbed his eyes.
The man had no choice but to say a few words to Luo Bin in a low voice, and those who were dancing and playing the piano were asked to leave.
After the painting feast, it was time to drink tea. Xu Yi saw Zhou Zhiyin and Fu Jiahan talking all the time, and suddenly felt that this occasion was a bit boring.
Home is still the best, but I feel embarrassed to say goodbye at this time.
After sitting for a while, Xu Yi went to the bathroom.
When Zhou Zhiyin saw her go, she quickly said to Fu Jiahan, "I'm going to the bathroom too."
When they got to the bathroom, Zhou Zhiyin asked her, "What's wrong? Are you sleepy?"
"want to go back home."
Now that she had secured the contract, she no longer even wanted to spend the night in Imperial Capital.