Chapter 5981 Sister Nian Is Here

"I'm really sorry, our chef has delayed going home for an hour for your private room, and he really can't wait any longer."

Luo Ming's old face turned red, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground to bury himself. At this point, what else could he say: "Serve the food."

"Okay." The waiter quietly left the private room and closed the door for them.

Luo Ming could feel everyone's eyes on him, and he looked at the young man across the table for help.

Ye Wangchuan, however, picked up the teacup and put it to his lips as if he had a sense of taste, and drank the tea elegantly.

Luo Ming: "..." Is he really the only one who feels this urgent pressure? Didn't Wang Ye feel that the atmosphere in the private room was not right at all?

Someone couldn't help it at this time.

Song Lingdong always had a hot temper and spoke bluntly. He suddenly said, "We are all here, but the main character hasn't come. When the dishes come up later, should we eat or not? Should we wait for the main character to come, or eat directly? I can do either. I am just worried that we will finish our meal later, but the main character hasn't come yet. Should we continue to wait or go home to sleep?"

He said sarcastically, "We don't care. We can just wait. At most, we can sleep here tonight. Unfortunately, the waiter said that they have to go off work too."

Luo Ming couldn't listen any more. He jumped up like his butt was on fire. He stared at the pressure and laughed dryly, "I'll go see why Miss Qiao hasn't come yet."

Song Lingdong was rude and said, "Didn't Captain Luo say that she went to the bathroom? Don't you know why she hasn't come yet?"

"..." Luo Ming was so embarrassed that he wanted to hide his old face in his trouser pocket. He once again looked at Ye Wangchuan for help.

Hoping that Ye Wangchuan could call Qiao Nian.

Who knew that when he looked over again, the man as tall as a pine tree was still drinking tea, his eyelashes were thick and dark, covering his pupils. No one knew what he was thinking, and naturally no one could grasp his attitude... Luo Ming cried out that his life was shortened, gritted his teeth and was about to find another excuse, only to hear a click, and someone pushed open the door of the private room.

At first, Luo Ming thought it was another waiter coming in.

Who knew that before he could turn around, he heard the voice of a girl behind him: "Are you...chatting?"

Luo Ming turned around abruptly: "Miss Qiao!" The shout was like a life-saving straw.

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, glanced around, and set his sights on the empty seat next to Ye Wangchuan, and walked straight over.

Then he sat down as if no one was around, and did not forget to look at the only person who stood up.

She raised her hand and signaled Luo Ming: "Sit down, why are you standing?"

She acted as if she didn't see so many people in the private room, didn't say hello or introduce herself, leaned back arrogantly, and asked: "Why haven't the dishes been served yet?"

Ye Wangchuan stopped drinking tea at this time, and personally poured her a glass of water and placed it in front of her table, saying in a gentle tone: "It will be here soon."

"Oh." Qiao Nian turned the cup and said impatiently: "Why is the food so slow? It's not as good as Ruichu in Beijing."

Ye Wangchuan smiled, as if he didn't see other people in the private room, and whispered to her: "You like to ask the chef to come and cook for you some other day."

Qiao Nian supported her chin with her hand, lacking interest: "Forget it, just eat it. Since you are here, just bear with it and it will pass."