"Yes." Le Yao was happy, "I am his daughter after all. Now that she is here, it really makes no sense not to congratulate her."
The food in this top-notch western restaurant is really good, and everyone is satisfied with the food.
However, Qiao Qiao still said regretfully: "Baby, I still think your cooking is delicious, especially the desserts. I don't know why, but the tiramisu here always feels like it's missing something."
Song Qiaoqiao and others who had tried Le Yao's craftsmanship also nodded hurriedly and agreed.
"Since you are so flattering, I will go back and cook for you." Le Yao smiled. She really liked making things. When she was a tour guide, she would always taste the local delicacies when she went to a place, and then I took advantage of my job and asked the chefs in the hotel cafeteria how to make it, and then I would try to make it when I got home.
My younger brother also loves to eat her cooking.
The crowd almost cheered.
"I'm going to the bathroom." Le Yao stood up.
"I'm with you." Qiao Qiao also stood up, and they walked out together.
The second floor is a circular design. You can see the hall on the first floor in the middle circle. There are four halls on the second floor. In addition to the banquet hall and western restaurant, there is also a coffee shop and a tea room.
The restroom is located between the tea room and the coffee shop. It is very large and luxurious. Once you enter, you will see a large small hall for men and women, and there is even a sofa for resting.
Le Yao and Qiao Qiao washed their hands and walked out of the women's restroom, only to see someone walking out from the other side.
The man was furious when he saw Le Yao: "Why are you here? You are not welcome here at all."
Le Yao looked at Han Pengcheng as if he were a fool: "Here? Is this your home?"
"You" Han Pengcheng was suddenly speechless.
"Although this place is very clean and smells good, it can't hide the fact that it's a toilet." Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Isn't it normal for some people to live here?"
"That makes sense." Le Yao also smiled, then pulled Qiao Qiao and walked out.
"Han Binglan, you"
Le Yao suddenly turned around.
Han Pengcheng was immediately frightened and took two steps back. The 16-year-old boy, who is now a freshman in high school, is taller and stronger than Le Yao, but he is still scared. After all, the memory of being beaten last time is still very deep.
Le Yao ignored him and walked away.
Han Pengcheng watched Le Yao enter the door of the western restaurant, then stomped back.
"Son, why did you go so long? Who messed with you?" Zhou Yunmeng saw his son coming back and hurriedly called to his side.
"Who else? Not that little bitch." Han Pengcheng curled his lips.
"Han Binglan? Is she here too?" Zhou Yunmeng's eyes widened when he heard this, "Who asked her to come? Where is she?"
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"Forget it, I'll go find your dad." Zhou Yunmeng turned around and went to find Han Guosheng.
But the sixteen-year-old boy was not willing to give in. He felt that it was embarrassing for him to be afraid of that little bitch, so he had to teach her a lesson, but how to teach her a lesson was a question.
Le Yao and Qiao Qiao returned to the restaurant and did not mention Han Pengcheng's matter. After all, in their eyes, it was really not a big deal.
After that, everyone had a lively meal for a while, feeling that they had eaten and drank enough.
Everyone was very satisfied and expressed their gratitude to Nangong Jue.
Nangong Jue felt depressed, but he still had to keep smiling. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com