Chapter 417 Small Pills Are Sent From 20

Who doesn't like beautiful things.

Qiao Nian glanced at him one more time, raised his eyebrows, um, it was quite pleasing to the eye.

Of course, Ye Wuchuan noticed that she was staring at his hand, deliberately holding the gun to make her see more clearly, her thin lips raised slightly, staring at her, and said, "Are you going to invite someone to dinner?"

Qiao Nian couldn't look away, didn't hide him, and admitted frankly: "Well, I met an acquaintance today, and my family knew that I was in Beijing, and they sent me a message and asked me to have dinner. I originally wanted not to disturb them, but I've met them all, so let's take time to have a meal before leaving. Besides, I have something for them."

She did the math, and Mr. Jiang's pills were almost finished.

She brought two copies this time, one for Nie Mi and the other for Mr. Jiang.

20 per person.

These medicines were driven out by her staying up late before she came to Beijing.

Jiang Li often talked about the old man's poor health by her side. She didn't give him a close look. Just listening to Jiang Li's description, the old man should have been overworked when he was young and overdrawn his health. In old age, various functions of the body cannot keep up, and the evil consequences of squandering in youth appear.

This is called excessive wastage in Chinese medicine.

I can't usually detect major problems, but I can't stop small problems. Belonging to not life-threatening but enough to torture people.

Ye Wuchuan: "Yufu is good. The taste is light, suitable for gatherings, everyone can eat it. If you want to invite someone to dinner, I will ask Gu San to order."

Imperial Palace?

Joey remembered.

The day she came to Beijing, he took himself to eat a Suzhou dish, and that place seemed to be called Yufu.

She lowered her eyes and thought about it. The place is good and the taste is okay. She doesn't like Suzhou cuisine, so she ate a lot that day.

The key is that in addition to Suzhou cuisine, the chef of that restaurant can even cook spicy chicken, which is quite comprehensive.

She regained her senses, looked at the man in front of her, frowned, and her eyes were dark: "Is it okay to order? It's not good to order me."

Ye Wuchuan put down the things in his hand, a handsome face like a disaster, with clear eyes, like the spring breeze in April, inexplicably comforting people's hearts.

"It's easy to book. Just let Gu San go and talk."

Gu San: ...

My lord, it's as if you were talking about setting a location in the Yufu like going to a roadside stall!

Ye Wuchuan really didn't take booking a place for dinner seriously. He half-closed his eyelids and asked her in a low voice, "Have you made an appointment, what time do you plan to eat?"

The phone just vibrated.

Qiao Nian picked up the phone and glanced down.

Mr. Jiang happened to reply to her news and told her that he would have time at noon the day after tomorrow.

She raised her eyes, her eyes were clear and bright, her eyes were restrained with arrogance, and she said casually, "It's noon the day after tomorrow. I want to go back to the city at night and go to school after a day off."

Gu San couldn't help but blurted out: "Miss Qiao, do you still want to go to school?"

Does she count her grades?

She is a once-in-a-hundred-year-old genius! ! !

I got a perfect score, 650!

This time, I was admitted to Qingda University.

Qiao Nian didn't know that Ye Wuchuan and Gu San had already learned about her test results from the principal of Qing University, and looked at him inexplicably, not understanding what he was excited about.

"Where to go without going to school."

After she finished speaking, she didn't give Gu San a chance to answer. She picked up her schoolbag and said to the handsome man, "I'll leave you with the reservation. I'll go back to my room first."

"kindness."

Ye Wuchuan watched her back, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't look back for a long time.