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They waited for a long time, and when the desserts were finally served, the manager of the restaurant personally pushed the dining cart and delivered the desserts.
The restaurant manager is an elegant woman with a calm temperament and maternal brilliance. After she put down the dessert, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she asked Zhang Yiman in fluent Chinese:
"Are you Ms. Zhang Yiman?"
Zhang Yiman looked away from the desserts, looked at the manager and nodded.
After the manager received Zhang Yiman's affirmative answer, he put his hands in front of his lower abdomen and said elegantly and clearly: "I'm sorry for disturbing your meal. It's like this. There is a little girl in the band in our restaurant. Your fan is very happy to hear that you are here and wants to take a photo with you, but it is not convenient for her to move. If possible, can you please help me? It will only take you two minutes."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Yiman expectantly.
After Zhang Yiman became a big name, he was as good to his fans as before. There was no swelling after his popularity. He tried his best to satisfy the fans' requirements if they could. Now I heard that one of her little fans had difficulty moving. She immediately wiped her hands and mouth, and the team manager said she could come over.
"Thank you." The manager smiled.
As Zhang Yiman stood up, a woman also stood up at the table behind her. This woman had a low-key face but a professional demeanor. She stood behind Zhang Yiman silently like a shadow.
Han Jue was originally worried about Zhang Yiman¡¯s safety, so he raised half of his buttocks, but when he saw that he had bodyguards, he sat back down. Continued to eat dessert.
"Uncle, I'll be back later. You eat first and don't sneak away."
Han Jue rolled his eyes, thinking what the hell was that? He wouldn't evade the bill.
¡°You¡¯re not allowed to finish the ice cream either!¡±
Han Jue waved his hand towards Zhang Yiman with a dark face.
Zhang Yiman hummed a little tune and left the position happily. She followed the manager to a corner of the hall, where staff were coming and going and there were no customers.
Suddenly, the manager next to him said to Zhang Yiman very apologetically:
"Sorry, Ms. Zhang, there is no little girl."
Zhang Yiman looked at the manager in surprise. The bodyguard behind Zhang Yiman narrowed his eyes and became alert.
"The thing is like this. Our front desk just received a bouquet of roses and a box of cakes, which were designated to be given to your male companion. We almost sent them, but my colleagues and I read the card on the roses. , I feel a little strange." The manager said.
Zhang Yiman looked confused and was led to a metal cart by the manager. In the car was a bouquet of gorgeous red roses and a box of exquisite cakes.
The manager indicated with his eyes that this is the strange place.
Zhang Yiman followed his gaze and quickly understood what was strange.
The roses are very beautiful, with a palm-sized card inserted on them. It is written in Chinese.
Zhang Yiman took it and looked at it. There were only a few love words written on it. The general idea is that a person wants to clarify a misunderstanding.
The signature on the card¡¯s postscript is¡ª¡ª
¡¾Girlfriend: Weng Nanxi¡¿.
Zhang Yiman¡¯s heart tightened.
¡¾Weng Nanxi¡¿What these three words mean, Zhang Yiman has known for a long time.
Zhang Yiman clearly remembers how deeply her uncle felt for his ex. During the recording of the show, Han Jue always spoke frankly and openly when talking about his ex on camera. In fact, this approach is very inappropriate in a love variety show, but he just wanted to say it, and he also told Zhang Yiman to let the show team know. This nostalgia can make people know the weight of it. Since they were exes and not currently talking, Director Wang just cut out those words and did not let Han Jue get off the bus.
Whenever it¡¯s quiet at night, Zhang Yiman feels sad every time she thinks of her uncle¡¯s ex. This made her particularly afraid of the owner of the name [Weng Nanxi]. I secretly sneaked into Weng Nanxi's fan forum and quietly followed Weng Nanxi's updates. Every time I am afraid that one day Weng Nanxi's and Han Jue's names will be linked together.
But as time passed, it was discovered that Weng Nanxi and Han Jue had nothing to do with each other anymore. Zhang Yiman breathed a sigh of relief. She could feel that the three words "Weng Nanxi" were getting farther and farther away from her and her uncle. She thought to herself that if the show between herself and her uncle continued to be filmed for a year or two, sooner or later, she would be able to defeat [Weng Nanxi] when she faced him.
Whether it is in reality or in the uncle's heart. She has a reason to defeat the other party, because she knows to let the uncle writeThe woman who appeared in "Bloody Love Story" definitely did more than a little harm to the uncle.
She is confident that she will defeat the opponent one day.
But, that day is not today
"After the cake and roses were delivered by the clerk of the cake shop, they said they would be given to a person named [Han Jue] in our restaurant, who is from China. I don't know Han Jue, and I didn't find Han Jue in the reservation list, so I thought he was doing it. Wrong. But my colleagues soon told me that Han Jue is a Chinese star and is eating in our restaurant now. They also said that his girlfriend is a little girl named Zhang Yiman"
The restaurant manager looked at Zhang Yiman.
"So I just want to confirm your identity. After confirming that you are [Han Jue]'s girlfriend, I feel it is necessary to invite you over to see if there is some misunderstanding, or this is a person who was raped by your boyfriend. Lies that friends kept in the dark?¡±
The manager looked at Zhang Yiman sincerely. As a woman, she felt it was necessary to help this lovely Chinese girl. Even if Han Jue is a big star as mentioned by his colleagues, that is not the reason for him to be passionate and deceive girls.
"Ah" Zhang Yiman came back to his senses, and his confused little mind finally understood what the manager meant, "Thank you for your kindness. This flower and cake should be sent by his ex-girlfriend "
The manager asked nervously: "So, does your boyfriend still have contact with his ex-girlfriend named [Weng Nanxi]?"
"No" Zhang Yiman opened his mouth, shook his head and was about to deny it, but suddenly paused.
She suddenly thought of what Han Jue said during the chat just now - [There are two things that humans cannot let go of - old lovers and weight].
¡¾Can¡¯t you throw it away? ]
Zhang Yiman looked at the cake and roses sadly, thinking about Han Jue's sigh when he sang "Boy", and thinking about Han Jue when he mentioned his ex on the plane and said, "There are only two ways to see your ex, one is dreaming, and the other is Go to hell. ¡¿
She suddenly lost her confidence.
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Zhang Yiman has been there for a long time, not just two minutes as the restaurant manager said.
Looking at the melted ice cream on the table, Han Jue's brows slowly wrinkled, feeling a little worried.
¡¾Where have you been for so long? Could it be]
Han Jue suddenly thought of a possibility and became nervous.
¡¾Did the silly girl escape the bill? ! ¡¿
Han Jue took a breath of air. This restaurant was quite expensive. Han Jue hurriedly fumbled for his money and found that he didn't have enough money.
He breathed a sigh of relief and could let Guan Yi pay the money openly.
Just when Han Jue couldn't help but eat Zhang Yiman's ice cream, Zhang Yiman came back.
Han Jue felt relieved, not for money, but simply for Silly Girl¡¯s safety.
But Han Jue discovered that although Sha Niu¡¯s face was not ugly and she even concealed it well, he could feel Zhang Yiman¡¯s negative emotions and low pressure.
He once thought that Negative Energy and Zhang Yiman had no connection, but now it seems that something big must have happened to make Sha Niu feel depressed.
"What's wrong?" Han Jue felt a little nervous, "Is it about that little fan?"
Zhang Yiman sat back, without saying a word, and showed a forced smile.
Han Jue felt Zhang Yiman¡¯s bodyguard glance at him when he sat down.
"What's wrong?" Han Jue asked again. He frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
Zhang Yiman shook her head, her smile was heartbreaking. She pointed to the ice cream on the table and said, "It's okay. Let's eat the ice cream quickly. The ice cream is almost melting."
¡°What a silly girl who doesn¡¯t know how to hide her emotions. ¡¿
Han Jue looked at Zhang Yiman for a few seconds, nodded, and did not ask Zhang Yiman any more questions. Just in silence with Zhang Yiman, you and I ate the ice cream one spoonful at a time.
The ice cream is a large portion, and Zhang Yiman insists on ordering it. Placed between two people, the two leaned forward and quickly put the ice cream into their mouths, so as not to let the half-melted ice cream fall on the table.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????rrhise out out of nowhere The atmosphere was extremely dull at this time.
"I remember that the last time you bought Turkish ice cream, you picked the strawberry flavor. Why did you choose the chocolate one today?"
"Tonight I have the second live broadcast of the American version of "Singer". How about it? Teacher Zhang, can you give me some pointers for the students?"
"I'll be recording for a long time tomorrow. If you come to visit me, remember to bring some food"
Han Jue suddenly stopped speaking, stopped his spoon, and looked at Zhang Yiman quietly.
"Uncle" Zhang Yiman put down the spoon, slowly straightened up, and distanced himself from Han Jue.
"Yeah." Han Jue responded softly.
Zhang Yiman suddenly slumped his shoulders, as if he was very tired. He raised his two arms, put them on the table, buried his face in his arms, and said dullly: "Why didn't I meet you earlier?"
It seemed that the pianist in the restaurant was about to take a rest. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the noise in the restaurant suddenly became clearer.
What became clear at the same time was not just the sounds of other people¡¯s joy or conversation.
Han Jue seemed to hear Zhang Yiman¡¯s choking voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??Stopped his voice, stopped his spoon, and looked at Zhang Yiman quietly.
"Uncle" Zhang Yiman put down the spoon, slowly straightened up, and distanced himself from Han Jue.
"Yeah." Han Jue responded softly.
Zhang Yiman suddenly slumped his shoulders, as if he was very tired. He raised his two arms, put them on the table, buried his face in his arms, and said dullly: "Why didn't I meet you earlier?"
It seemed that the pianist in the restaurant was about to take a rest. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the noise in the restaurant suddenly became clearer.
What became clear at the same time was not just the sounds of other people¡¯s joy or conversation.
Han Jue seemed to hear Zhang Yiman¡¯s choking voice. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com