Chapter 11

But after a while, the door was knocked.

It was a middle-aged man who opened the door.

He leaned over to song Yarong and said, "Miss Song, the meal is ready. When will you have dinner?"

With this saying, song Yarong suddenly realized that she had not eaten for a day. She had been drinking wine for almost a day yesterday. As soon as she got back to song's home, she changed her clothes and made up. Now she hasn't even had a mouthful of water. She has been hungry for a long time.

Song Yarong busily follows the housekeeper downstairs and enters the restaurant. When song Yarong sees the food, she can't move her eyes. That luxury.

The indifference of the man sitting on the throne, standing on both sides of the servants in the restaurant neatly arranged in three lines;

This should be the whole villa servants are gathered here, just for a meal, need so many people to watch? Can Jin Beihan eat it?

The taste is really unique.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper, song Yarong sits on the opposite side of Jin Beihan. Xu knows that she is seated. Jin Beihan puts away the newspaper and hands it to the housekeeper.

Looking at the food on the table, he said in an irresistible voice, "this is Miss Song. Later, she will be the hostess of the Jin family."

"How are you

Song Yarong was treated like this for the first time. Some of them were flattered and turned to smile at them.

Unexpectedly, Jin Bei Han unexpectedly gave such strength to her. This was not until a day awesome, but she introduced her to the whole Jin family.

Do they think they are the kind of people who see money?

Then, the servants left in neat rows, and finally the housekeeper leaned slightly at the end of the table, "young master, madam, please use it slowly."

There were only two of them left in the restaurant. For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

For a long time, Jin Beihan looked at Song Yarong and said, "do you want me to serve dishes?"

"Ah?" Song Yarong didn't understand.

Jin Beihan frowned slightly, looking a little impatient, "cloth dishes, I won't repeat my words for the second time."

When Jin Beihan said these two words seriously, song Yarong wanted to laugh, but fortunately she held back.

She had only heard the word "Bu Cai" on TV, but she didn't expect to use it here.

He really thinks of himself as the old son of the emperor. He has hands and feet. Can't he clip vegetables, and she will.

For a long time, Jin Beihan didn't wait for anything to happen. He looked at her coldly, as if he were saying, do you dare not try?

With a smile, song Yarong takes up the chopsticks at hand and gives them to Jin Bei's cold cloth dish. Before the chopsticks reach the dish plate, the man speaks again.

"Don't you know you have to use chopsticks for dishes?" Men are a little disgusted with what women do.

Song Yarong fixed her eyes and saw a pair of public chopsticks at hand. She had no choice but to take the trouble to change the chopsticks into public chopsticks, holding food for men.

Serving men throughout the whole process, song Yarong thinks about Jin Beihan for a moment. Instead of sleeping with him, he is looking for a full-time nanny.

Let's forget the cloth dishes. If you don't want to eat the dishes in the past, you don't want to eat them. How difficult is this man to serve.

Fortunately, he couldn't eat much, and soon he left, leaving her alone in the restaurant.

Song Yarong looked at the figure gone, just dare to gasp, heart whispered, "is not eat a meal, rules really many."

Song Yarong quickly grabs a few mouthfuls of rice and eats the dishes on the table. As soon as she tastes delicious, her eyes immediately shine.

Her mouth was still stuffed with rice, but she couldn't stop exclaiming, "it's worthy of being the cook of Jin family. The food is really delicious. I don't know what the man thinks. He doesn't eat such delicious food."

I didn't eat for a day, but suddenly I ate a lot, which made my stomach very uncomfortable. So song Ya Rong controlled her food a little bit.

Feeling full, he put down his chopsticks and left.

After sitting in the living room for a while and reading some magazines, the housekeeper came up, followed by five or six maids.

"Miss Song, it's almost time to have a rest after dinner. There is a hot spring in the villa. Please move."

There are hot springs in this villa. Jin Beihan can really enjoy it.

Anyway, there is nothing to do. It's a good thing to have a hot spring. Song Yarong readily agrees and goes with the housekeeper.

Did not expect out of the villa, a sightseeing bus waiting outside."It's a long way. Miss Song, please get on the bus."

Song Yarong sat in the car, and soon arrived at his destination. Looking at the hillside in the distance, he could not help smacking his lips.

This rich man is a rich man. He thought it was indoor, but he was a natural one.

To the mountain, song Yarong very leisurely bubble up the hot spring, housekeeper also because avoid suspicion, first left.

When she came back to the villa again, Jin Beihan also came back to the villa.

Jin Beihan was more than a head tall than her. She was wearing a black suit, a black tie and polished shoes.

He is just like a natural hanger, which makes his clothes so decent and beautiful that there are no more wrinkles on his suit.