Chapter 302: Encounter with Pei Ziheng

The restaurant is a very private club. Membership cards and reservations are required to enter.

Here, guests can enjoy exclusive services, and even the routes in and out are specially designed. The space, shaded by flowers and trees separated by frosted glass, offers one view at a time. In addition to its originality, even the guests at two adjacent tables will not see each other. It is very suitable for dining with political and business dignitaries and celebrities in the entertainment industry.

It is probably newly opened, and Xia Ling has never been here before.

The group sat down.

The waiter brought the menu and bent down to ask everyone what they wanted to eat.

Rong Ping was the host. He ordered many low-calorie and nutritious meals. He looked at Xia Ling with a polite smile: "Are these OK? The taste is relatively light, but it is very distinctive." The important thing is, They are all artists. In order to pursue photogenic effects, they usually strictly control their diet and rarely consume high-calorie and high-fat foods. Although male stars are slightly better than female stars in this aspect, they are not much better.

He didn’t know that Xia Ling’s taste was on the heavy side.

However, when facing unfamiliar people, it was obviously a social occasion, and she was not that obsessed with food. "That's all," she said, being very polite and adding only a portion of glutinous rice porridge for dessert.

Just like this, Rong Ping also looked at her a few more times.

"Many actresses don't eat staple food at all," Rong Ping said in a gentle voice, "Miss Ye is very special."

“What’s the point of being famous if you don’t even dare to eat what you like.” Xia Ling said with a smile.

Rong Ping nodded politely, but he disagreed in his heart. Who becomes a star just to eat? After becoming famous, there are so many interesting things to do. Standing in front of the spotlight and receiving the cheers and admiration of thousands of people, isn't it more pursuit than the mere pursuit of food and drink? He seemed gentle and elegant, but he seemed to be a little reserved and superior. He also ordered food for the two agents.

Not long after, the food was delivered.

Xia Ling and Rong Ping are not on good terms with each other. Even Lin Yunan, who has just returned to Dongyue, is not on terms with Jimmy. The four of them chose some safe topics to chat with in a tacit understanding. They seemed harmonious, but in fact, they couldn't say they were very involved.

Lin Yunan discovered the problem even more keenly—Xia Ling refused to call Rong Ping.

Different from Rong Ping, her emotions and sorrows are all written on her face. Even if she has taken care to cover it up, compared with the way her eyebrows fly when she mentions Li Lei, or even when she sings love songs, the contrast is too obvious. Lin Yunan kept it in mind and planned to go back and remind her that even if she was acting, she had to express her feelings as a way to hone her acting skills.

While serving dessert, Xia Ling felt a little bored, so she left briefly to take a breath in the name of going to the bathroom.

This is really a nice club, with a quiet environment and scattered furnishings separated by winding paths. Walking through it feels like walking in a well-designed scenic area. Xia Ling came out of the bathroom, looking at the scenery along the way, and not wanting to go back to the banquet to socialize, so she walked a little carelessly. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had lost her way.

Because it is a very private club, there are not even many waiters along the way.

Xia Ling tentatively took a few more steps forward to make sure that this was not the way she came. There were ice cracks on the gossamer glass here, and green bamboo was planted behind the glass, while on her side there were vaguely Duobaoge and Xia Ling. The texture is similar to that of Xiangfei Bamboo.

She was about to go back.

Suddenly I heard a voice coming from the booth in front of me: "The calories in this dish are too high, I can't eat it. Mr. Pei, can you help me eat it?" The sweet and coquettish voice of a young girl.

Xia Ling's footsteps paused slightly.

Pei Dong?

Unconsciously, she looked over there through the cracks in the frosted glass and the gap between the green bamboos. She saw two people sitting face to face in the elegant booth covered with soft cushions. The girl who just spoke had her back to her. All he could see was a head of well-kept long broken hair, and a somewhat thin and thin back, which looked vaguely familiar. Opposite her was Pei Ziheng.

Today, Pei Ziheng is wearing a smoky gray sweater with a white gold-patterned shirt collar exposed. He is a man in his thirties. He looks like he has a calm and elegant temperament, with a faint expression on his face. The coldness and majesty of being in the upper position for a long time, just sitting there, without any words, can make countless little girls blush and their hearts beat.

Even Xia Ling's breath was slightly choked.

The little girl in front of her was obviously fascinated and asked softly: "Eat it for me, okay?"

Xia Ling lowered her eyes, not wanting to look any further, so she turned around and left.

"Miss, how can I help you?" Suddenly, a young man wearing a waiter's uniform appeared in front of her, holding a tray, and asked politely in a low voice. He was about to put food on Pei Ziheng's table. With the waiters' specially trained and excellent memory, he recognized her as a guest at another table not far away. She must have gone the wrong way.

Unexpectedly, this low sound alarmed Pei Ziheng.

He raised his head and saw her accurately through the green bamboo.

"Xiao Ling." He slowly read her name, his low-pitched voice lingering between his lips and teeth, as if he was chanting about a lover he had known for a long time.

The girl opposite him also turned her head when she heard the sound.

For a time, Xia Ling was in a dilemma.

Should we turn around and leave directly, or should we go say hello to him? She wanted to turn around and walk away, but her feet seemed to have roots and she didn't move immediately.

In just a short moment, Pei Ziheng had already stood up, walked to her, and said, "Come and sit down." He then told the waiter, "The dishes have been removed. Go get new bowls and chopsticks."

The waiters here have undergone strict training and have seen many various scenes. Hearing this, he guessed that they knew each other, so he took the order directly without saying anything.

Xia Ling looked up at him: "I've already eaten."

“Eat more.” There was a hint of softness in his eyes, but his tone was habitually commanding.

Xia Ling stood still and glanced at the little girl in the booth not far away. It was obvious that he was dating this girl before she stumbled in. This realization made her heart feel a little stinging, but it was already much better than when she was first reborn—

Remembering the first time she heard the news that he had raised someone else, her world was shattered.

Now, I can stand in front of him without changing my expression.

She took a breath, her face like a mask: "I won't disturb you anymore, there's someone sitting next to me waiting for me."

Pei Ziheng frowned slightly and followed her gaze to glance at the girl in the booth. "Go back." He ordered, his tone was much colder than when he faced Xia Ling, and there was no room for doubt.

The girl obviously knew his temper and didn't dare to disobey him. She glanced at Xia Ling with some jealousy and walked away obediently.

(End of this chapter)

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