Chapter 875: Awkward Lunch

The time came to noon. He Xiyan, who had been sitting there for more than an hour, was led into the Gu family's restaurant by Jiahang. There is a relatively rare square dining table in the restaurant. The dining table is made of rosewood and looks a bit primitive. There are two mahogany chairs on each side of the dining table, for a total of eight chairs. At this time, there were seven or eight dishes on the table, as well as some exquisite pastries.

He Xiyan took a look and realized that together with herself and Jiahang, there were six people dining, including Jiahang's parents, a nanny and a chef.

Yang Yun couldn't hide her excitement and excitement on her face. She was even too excited, and there were still wet tears on her face. She pulled her son's sleeves and asked him to sit close to her, while He Xiyan awkwardly sat next to Chen Jiahang, and the two sat on one side.

"Shaoqian... come, eat more." Just after sitting down, Yang Yun put a large piece of roast goose meat into Jiahang's bowl.

"Mom didn't know that you came back today and didn't prepare your favorite roast lamb. Mom asked Aunt Qin to buy it in the afternoon." Yang Yun kept putting vegetables into her son's bowl, waking up her nose while doing so. The happiness came too suddenly, and she couldn't adjust her emotions for a while.

Chen Jiahang handed a tissue to his mother. Then he patted his mother on the back.

He Xiyan sat aside. She moved her lips, wanting to say something to comfort Jiahang's mother. However, she couldn't find the right words for a while, so she could only pick up the chopsticks and pick up a small piece. I put the winter bamboo shoots into my bowl, and then took a big mouthful of rice.

"Xiao Chen, please eat more vegetables!" Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in her ears. It was said by Gu Chengli, Jiahang's father, who looked at He Xiyan with a faint look. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He Xiyan turned to look at Jiahang's father, an old man who looked older than his actual age. "Thank you, uncle" she said politely.

"Where are you from? Xiao Chen, are you used to the food here?" Gu Chengli asked again. Only now did he notice the woman brought back by his son.

"I..." He Xiyan paused, speechless for a moment, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, because she really didn't know where she was from.

"Dad, she is from Chenjia Village, Lin County, the small village where I live."

Chen Jiahang answered for her.

He Xiyan smiled awkwardly, "Uncle, I'm not picky about food. These dishes are all delicious."

"That's good. Just remember to tell me what you want to eat and let the master cook it tonight." Gu Chengli said calmly, with a faint smile on his raised lips.

He Xiyan took another mouthful of food and said politely, "Thank you, uncle."

After eating this meal for nearly half an hour, He Xiyan was actually full for a long time, but she felt that it was not polite to leave the table early alone, so she could only accompany Jiahang and his parents to eat for a long time. meeting.

After getting off the table, Jiahang went to the bathroom, and she went to the living room just now. Just a few minutes after she sat down, another cup of tea was handed to her. This time the person who handed the tea was actually Jiahang's mother.

He Xiyan was stunned for a moment and quickly stood up. She blushed and took it with some embarrassment.

"Thank you, aunt." She said with a smile.

Yang Yun also smiled, but that smile was a little deliberate.

"Xiao Chen, please bring your clothes. You don't want to go back to the hotel today, just stay at our house."