Chapter 174
"The Forgotten Time" is Luo Wanning's favorite novel, not one of them.

Compared with the first female lead, she prefers the character of the second female lead in the book who dares to love and hate, lives for love and dies for love.

She talked eloquently, and she knew the work by heart.

Jiang Lin was relieved, and felt that if she was willing to take on Cheng Xia's drama, the effect might not be worse than the movie "Shuangjiao".

Several people chatted about the script in the office, and they forgot the time until the end of the chat.

Until, thousands of lights lit up outside the window.
At the same time, the Iron Tower of West Qin Mountain.

The tower restaurant was packed with white mist, and the aroma of red oil and spicy pepper made the French chef cough non-stop.

It's been five years, but the head chef hasn't changed.

The old man with white beard is not much different from five years ago except that his body shape has become more rounded. On the contrary, his chubby face looks more plump and younger.

He walked to the window seat with the best view in the restaurant, and said with a haunted smile, "Hey, buddy, after so many years, can't your operation change?"

Mu Shihan, who had been waiting here for nearly an hour, looked gloomy, and couldn't help but cast a murderous look at the other party when he was asked this question.

"You are responsible for cooking your dishes."

His tone was harsh, but the old man didn't feel any discomfort because of it.

The Frenchman, who is full of romance in his bones, told him: chasing girls is not just about pleasing them.

Mu Shihan looked at him a few more times, the old man's face was full of red, and his blue eyes revealed the cunning of an old fox.

He didn't say anything, and the old man who didn't know the situation continued to express his thoughts.

Under the iron tower, Luo Wanning arrived late on her Augusta.

She parked the car at the north gate with the fewest tourists, then looked up towards the top of the tower.

Under the night, the lanterns of the iron tower are bright, and the height of the towering sky also makes the night sky more dreamy and blurred.

Revisiting the old place, it was like a drum was set up in my heart, and it was beating non-stop at this time.

More than an hour had passed since the agreed time, and she wasn't sure if Mu Shihan would still be there.

But since she agreed to Cheng Feng, she still had to go through a symbolic cutscene so as to leave evidence.

Just as he was about to walk towards the entrance, the phone rang in his bag.

The phone was connected, and Cheng Feng's weeping voice came again.

"Ma'am, the BOSS said that my task was not completed, so he temporarily booked me a flight at 80: in the morning. I have an -year-old mother and a full-term baby."

"Stop, stop, Cheng Zhu, I'm delayed, but I've arrived at West Qin Mountain now." Luo Wanning said while holding her forehead.

"Oh, okay, then hurry up!"

"By the way, Cheng Zhu."

"Beep-beep-"

Looking at the blacked out screen, Luo Wanning pressed her temples in distress.

Even though she knew she was being scammed, she still had to bite the bullet and take the initiative to find that man.

She knew that with the character of the other party, it was entirely possible to send Cheng Feng to Africa.

There is an 80-year-old mother in the family, and a child who is less than a month old. She can't just watch him being sent to another hemisphere because of herself!

A moment later, the elevator doors opened on the top floor of the tower.

The aroma of red oil is fragrant for ten miles, and the sound of beating gongs and drums can be faintly heard inside——

The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the imperial horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha, the yellow-faced Dian Wei, the white-faced Cao Cao, and the black-faced Zhang Fei called Chacha.
Luo Wanning's heart skipped a beat.

When did the most luxurious and inhumane restaurant in Qincheng transform into a market hot pot?

Or is it that a certain master continued the style of breaking up meals back then, and specially arranged a hot pot meal?
She was hesitating at the elevator entrance, when several waitresses in uniform warmly greeted her and led her through the corridor flickering with candles.

(End of this chapter)

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