Jin Huan rose and went to look at the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. Sure enough, Jian Qizhao was there.
As if sensing something, he raised his head and happened to lock eyes with Jin Huan.
The little girl's lips curved into a smile and she waved at him.
She went to change her shoes and prepare to go downstairs. Yuan Dahai was somewhat surprised and asked her, "Master, you?"
"I'm going out for a while."
"Okay." A master always has her own reasons for doing things. Yuan Dahai didn't dare to ask more.
Although he had some urgent matters to tell Jin Huan today, it seemed that it could only be postponed for now.
When seeing the little girl running towards him, Jian Qizhao unconsciously felt his mood brighten.
His heart softened involuntarily.
"What's up?" She stood in front of the man and looked up at him.
Jian Qizhao naturally ruffled her hair. "I'll take you to eat."
"I've already eaten." Jin Huan was taken aback for a moment.
"Spicy strips and steamed buns?"
"Um!" Her eyes lit up. It was super delicious!
"Take you out to eat something good."
"KFC?" She liked these things. McDonald's, Pizza Hut, Dicos... Of course, barbecue was also fine!
"Do you like hot pot?"
"What's hot pot?" This was truly in Jin Huan's blind spot.
After being with Ji Yan, it was either western restaurants or various high-end hotels. Otherwise, it was the food cooked by Ji Yan himself or takeout delivered by Xiao Fang. She really hadn't eaten hot pot.
Jian Qizhao also didn't expect her to ask like this. "You haven't eaten hot pot?"
Is there really a young person nowadays who hasn't eaten hot pot?
"No. Is it delicious?"
"Delicious."
"Is it better than spicy strips?"
"Definitely."
"Then let's go!" Jin Huan swallowed.
After Jian Qizhao's all-black Cullinan was disliked, the car he drove out just now was a white Bentley Mulsanne with a coffee-colored interior.
It could only be said to be mediocre. Jin Huan neither liked nor disliked it, but it was more beautiful than the black one!
She was thinking about the so-called hot pot and asked from time to time, "Are we there yet?"
"How much longer?"
"Is hot pot a pot on fire?"
"Is hot pot sweet or salty?"
...
Jian Qizhao was not impatient and answered patiently one by one.
"We're not there yet."
"Probably about ten minutes."
"It's not a pot directly on fire, but it seems to be a pot on fire in a way. I don't know how to explain this. You'll know when you see it later."
"Generally, it's salty. There are tomato-flavored, mushroom soup-flavored, spicy... "
...
He took Jin Huan to an old and famous hot pot restaurant.
As soon as she saw it, hey, wasn't this just an antique soup pot?
So it's called hot pot now!
She thought it was something else.
In the past, this was something only common people ate. She tasted it by chance when eating in a folk restaurant.
But this antique soup pot was so fragrant. She could smell the smell from the next table across the aisle. She swallowed involuntarily. This eager look made Jian Qizhao smile.
The waiter came over. Jian Qizhao handed the menu to Jin Huan and let her order.
Jin Huan said to the waiter, "I want the same as theirs over there!"
"Okay." The waiter Little Brother was somewhat stunned. His mind was a bit sluggish. His mouth subconsciously agreed, but his eyes stared unblinkingly.
She was really beautiful!
Jin Huan happily swung her legs. She was wearing a crescent-white one-shoulder dress today. The dress was form-fitting and just reached her thighs. With her long hair draped down, she was both cute and charming.
"Zhao Zhao." She called Jian Qizhao.
The man was stunned. No one had ever called him like this before.
"What's up?"