"Brother-in-law," Ding Lan joked at Zhao Yu at the dining table,"you rejected Miss Li Zhenzhu's invitation, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Why do you look so pale?"
At that moment, Zhao Yu, Ding Lan, Miao kun, Li Jing, and Xiao hang, a total of five people, were sitting in a Korean-style restaurant and enjoying dinner.
Eating was just a passing thought, but discussing serious business was the main point.
Outside the window, it was drizzling. It had been a day on and off. The air was damp, and it actually made people feel a little cold.
"You're making fun of your brother-in-law again," Zhao Yu said, pointing to the food on the table."Miss Li wants to treat me to Korea barbecue. There's barbecue here too, so it's the same where we eat it."
"Sir," Xiao hang reported to Miao kun as he walked in from the door of the private room."I've checked all of them. There are no problems!"
