HLnovel Chapter 121 Dark Black Pupils Squint
Chapter 121 Dark Black Pupils Squint
"what happened?"
Jiang Qin was holding the menu in her hand, considering her current physical condition, and was struggling with whether to order a drink she used to like. Suddenly, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Su Lejia was looking at her.
So he asked the question, his tone still tinged with confusion because he hadn't seen Su Lejia glance at Song Xinye earlier.
Seeing Jiang Qin's puzzled and concerned expression, Su Lejia's rapidly beating gossipy heart suddenly calmed down.
Well, it seems her thoughts are not on the same wavelength as her best friend's right now.
Just then, a loud gurgling sound rang out. Su Lejia touched her stomach, and her burning gossip spirit was immediately extinguished. She quickly shook her head and changed the subject.
"No, it's just that... what else do you want to eat? Let's order quickly, I'm so hungry."
Despite saying that, Su Lejia's tone was not one of complaint, but rather a bit coquettish.
Jiang Qin stopped hesitating, ordered the drink she wanted, and told the proprietress the names of the dishes she had just chosen.
The slightly plump proprietress smiled kindly and cheerfully at Jiang Qin.
"Okay, beautiful ladies, please wait a moment. My husband will cook it and bring it up to you right away. No, how about this, it's getting late, I'll go cut some fruit and bring some snacks for you to have a little something to eat first."
The proprietress smiled and spoke frankly: "You've ordered a lot of dishes, so these are free for you. If you like the food later, please feel free to come back to my restaurant again."
"Okay, thank you, boss lady." The boss lady smiled charmingly, and since she was facing her directly, Jiang Qin, who was sitting on this side of the aisle, naturally responded politely.
The proprietress laughed heartily and said "You're welcome" twice, then quickly walked towards the kitchen with the menu and a notebook for writing down the dishes.
Before long, as mentioned earlier, a complimentary fruit platter and a snack were brought to each of the two tables.
The fruit was quite fresh, and it had a refreshing fruity aroma as soon as it was served.
The snacks were served in a four-compartment platter, coated with breadcrumbs and golden in color. They looked like they were freshly fried that day, and they were very crispy. The owner said that there were both meat and vegetarian options, and they smelled delicious.
However, what impressed Jiang Qin at this moment was not the aroma of the food in front of her, but rather...
After she became pregnant, she was fine with other smells, but she was extremely sensitive to greasy or oily smells. Whenever she smelled them, her stomach would feel very uncomfortable. At best, she would gag, and at worst, the scene would be too horrible to describe.
Therefore, after realizing this, she tried her best to avoid smelling similar odors.
When she saw the proprietress bring out that plate of fried food, she instinctively held her breath.
At the same time, he quickly moved the plate of fried food that was originally in front of her to a position further inside the table.
Only when it's far away from me can I relax my body and breathe normally again.
However, once she relaxed, Jiang Qin found that she didn't dislike the smell of oil from the fried food.
She didn't know if it was the shop's secret recipe that masked the greasy smell, or if she was just really hungry and her body was automatically ignoring the discomfort, wanting her to eat something to replenish her energy as soon as possible.
"Qinqin, do you want to eat this? I'll get it for you."
Jiang Qin was still pondering when she suddenly heard Song Xinye say those words in a gentle tone.
Before she could react, Song Xinye used his clean, unused chopsticks to pick up a piece of fried food and put it in Jiang Qin's bowl.
Su Lejia, who was sitting next to Song Xinye and was stuffing a fried meatball into her mouth, looked at him when she heard the sound. Her eyes widened instantly when she saw him, and she hurriedly moved the fried meatball away.
However, she really wanted to say that her best friend couldn't eat this right now, but then she saw Jiang Qin next to her looking at the fried food with the attitude of a lab technician looking at a cell slide.
Su Lejia: "?"
Clearly, Song Xinye on the other side was also somewhat puzzled, and the man raised an eyebrow slightly.
Then, somewhat amused, he asked, "What are you looking at? Is there something carved on the meatballs?"
Su Lejia wasn't sure if the other person was unhappy with what she said, and was about to say something when Jiang Qin opened her mouth and took a bite.
Her dark, beautiful eyes widened and brightened.
酥！
It's very crispy and fragrant.
Noticing Jiang Qin's change in expression, Song Xinye seemed to be amused and then picked up another piece.
"Eat more if you like." The tone was very natural.
At the same time, Jiang Qin confirmed once again that the terrifying feeling of nausea she had experienced before did not come back.
The breath I had been holding in finally eased.
However, looking at the food Song Xinye had picked up for her in her bowl, she realized that they were both grown up now, and that she was married, not a child anymore.
Jiang Qin quickly thanked him and said, "Little Song, you can eat by yourself, no need to put any more on my plate."
Song Xinye paused slightly with his chopsticks. The man beside him noticed this out of the corner of his eye, but seemed somewhat afraid of Song Xinye. Although he noticed, he did not look at Song Xinye's expression, but instead lowered his head and continued to eat the orange slices in his hand in silence.
Just then, a luxury car drove by on the street outside the door, gradually slowing down.
We stopped in front of a large, green tree that was just out of sight through the glass door.
Two women stepped out of the car. One of them had fashionable curly hair, wore a champagne-colored autumn cheongsam, Australian white pearls, a diamond watch, and her high heels were adorned with dazzling rhinestones. She also carried a beautiful crocodile skin bag.
And this person was none other than Jiang Qin's mother-in-law, who was sitting in the Hunan restaurant eating at that moment.
Yuan Lianqing.
Yuan Lianqing glanced at the restaurant ahead, her eyes filled with obvious disdain.
“The poor are the poor. Luckily, she and Silly only had a secret marriage. Otherwise, if they knew that our daughter-in-law was eating at a place like this, she would be laughed at to death by those ladies.”
Yuan Lianqing spoke angrily to her personal maid who had come down beside her.
The maid, a middle-aged woman slightly older than Yuan Lianqing, chuckled and quickly agreed, though she clearly didn't quite agree in her heart.
After all, a store that can be opened in Kyoto is bound to be cheap, no matter what. It's not something that poor people can afford.
Madam is being a bit too...
But he only dared to think these words to himself and didn't dare to actually say them to his mother, who had been rich since childhood and was now the real power behind the Huo family.
Then Yuan Lianqing said, "Let's go take some pictures."
The maid's eyes widened. She seemed to realize something and wanted to offer some advice, but before she could speak, Yuan Lianqing glared at her first.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
"No, madam," the maid quickly followed.
But she was really uneasy—the last time the second young master lost his temper in the old house hall, he grabbed the eldest young master by the collar and threw him hard, which directly caused the eldest young master's leg injury to flare up again!
With such a temper, is Madam still going to secretly take photos? What was she thinking?
The second young master clearly cares a lot about the second young mistress!
Moreover, this is clearly a meal with friends, and there are girls around. Could it be that the photo was photoshopped out?
But no matter what, isn't this just asking for trouble?
The mother and son already had a bad relationship, and now they're stirring things up again...
I may want to advise them, but I don't really have the guts to do so.
The maid reluctantly followed Yuan Lianqing forward.
Meanwhile, inside the restaurant, Jiang Qin picked up a fried meatball that Su Lejia said was delicious and tried it.
It had a distinctly greasy smell, but somehow when I put it in my mouth, my body didn't show the slightest sign of aversion.
Then she remembered that although she had brought the breakfast prepared by Zhao Ma this morning, the subsequent fasting procedures had long queues, and the hospital temperature was lower than usual indoors, so most of the breakfast had already gone cold and hard by the time she ate it.
She absolutely cannot eat cold food during regular meals, and if she forces herself to eat it, she will suffer from stomach discomfort for the entire day.
So when she was in the hospital, after the fasting tests, although she could eat, she only ate a little bit of food that was still warm. She didn't touch anything that had gone cold, so she really didn't eat much.
It seemed she was really hungry, and realizing this, Jiang Qin stopped worrying.
Next, I mustered up the courage to pick up a piece, and it looked quite large.
Seeing this, Song Xinye couldn't help but smile.
Just then, outside the glass door, Yuan Lianqing, dressed elegantly and exuding an air of nobility, pressed the shutter button on her phone and took several pictures in a row.
He smiled happily.
However, the next second, inside the glass door, the man who had just looked at Jiang Qin with such tenderness suddenly turned cold in his eyes, followed by a fleeting hint of murderous intent and obvious displeasure.
With just a glance, the two people at the table behind him stood up and ran out to chase after him.
Just then, the proprietress came in with a tray to serve the dishes.
"Steamed fish head with chopped chili peppers, braised pork belly, stir-fried pork, spicy crayfish, spicy chicken..."
Please enjoy your meal.
Jiang Qin hummed in agreement, but her gaze unconsciously followed the two men who walked out of the store.
The food is served. What are we going out to do now?
Turning my head, I noticed the profile of the woman in the champagne-colored cheongsam, and my eyes widened.
"Do you know that person, Qinqin?" Song Xinye asked.
"Hmm... I think I know him," Jiang Qin said uncertainly.
The reason she was unsure was simple—the last time she saw Yuan Lianqing, the other woman's hair wasn't that long.
As the saying goes, changing one's hairstyle is sometimes equivalent to changing one's face, so she needed to take a second look to confirm it.
A few seconds later, Jiang Qin confirmed it, but not by visual inspection from a great distance.
It was because my phone suddenly started vibrating continuously in my pocket.
She pulled out her phone and saw that Horst, whom she had told that morning to keep the other person away from her life, had sent her several pictures.
The latest news was a text message, and as she scanned it, Jiang Qin, who had been in a good mood since entering the restaurant, suddenly pursed her slightly pale lips.
Across from him, Song Xinye glanced at Jiang Qin, his gaze passing over the dining table and landing on Jiang Qin's phone, his dark pupils narrowing slightly.