Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

It was noon and on a weekday, there were not many people in the western restaurant, all the seats were empty, so they still chose the table where they had eaten the first time.

Ni Jia sat down by the window, and Li Yucheng sat opposite her, in exactly the same position, but she suddenly remembered something.

She flipped through the menu casually, and her tone was also casual: "You seem to like coming here very much. Are you used to blind dates here?"

Suddenly bringing up the past, Li Yucheng was a little embarrassed and took a sip of water: "Just that one time."

Ni Jia didn't say anything. His fingertips flipped through several pages of the menu and finally landed on a picture: "How about this?"

Li Yucheng took a look at the picture, clasped his hands on the table, rubbing his fingertips against the backs of his fingers, unable to figure out what the other person meant.

"I'm not sure, but you can try."

"Didn't you order last time?" Ni Jia raised his eyelids to look at him, then quickly lowered them again and turned the page of the menu.

To be honest, this was the first time Li Yucheng felt awkward sitting at the dining table. These few minutes were even more difficult than the negotiation table.

He looked at the expression on the other side and chose his words carefully: "I didn't notice."

Ni Jia nodded and answered directly: "I can tell you that this dish is not very good. The sauce has a very strange taste. It is the most failed dish in their restaurant."

"Order lamb chops." Li Yucheng helped her turn the menu to her favorite area, called the waiter, and couldn't wait to place the order: "These will be served first."

"Okay, sir." The waiter wrote down the dishes and was about to leave, but Ni Jia stopped him: "Why are you in such a hurry? You can't eat it."

She picked out another steak and pasta, and the order was complete.

"I have no contact with her."

"Who?" Ni Jia swiped his phone without even looking at the other person.

Li Yucheng sighed, snatched the other person's phone and put it on the table, then repeated with the name: "I have no contact with Shen Chuyao."

"Oh, why are you telling me?" Ni Jia shrugged and was about to get his phone, but the other party got there first.

Li Yucheng said seriously: "I'm afraid you'll misunderstand."

"What misunderstanding?" Ni Jia tilted his head: "Misunderstanding that you two are on a blind date?"

Why did the topic come back again? Li Yucheng choked and his eyebrows drooped, which was an unusual soft gesture.

"That's not what I meant. I've made that clear."

"You mean your grandmother forced you?" Ni Jia blinked, the meaning was obvious, no one could force Li Yucheng if he really didn't want to.

"I admit that I did it on purpose that day." Li Yucheng reached out and held her hand, squeezing it lightly: "I was wrong."

Ni Jia pulled her hand back, leaned back and placed it on her leg. It was Li Yucheng's fault for deliberately disgusting her last time. Now that she had finally gotten the chance, she must pay him back in this life.

This kind of expression of admitting one's mistake is really rare. If the phone wasn't placed far away, she really wanted to take a picture of her expression at this moment and project it on the white wall when she got home to admire it every day.

"Who were you video chatting with that day?" Ni Jia raised his eyebrows, looking a little unhappy. Why was he questioning him in return?

The waiter came with a food cart to serve the dishes. The two men stared at each other across the table. After a while, the other one gave in first because he was in the wrong.

"You seem to be having a good time chatting."

The atmosphere was too weird, so the waiter quickly pushed the food cart away.

Ni Jia hadn't eaten since ten o'clock last night. She was so hungry that she was too lazy to talk to Li Yucheng. She put down her napkin, picked up her knife and fork, and prepared to eat.

She ate with great relish. On the other hand, Li Yucheng, who didn't get an answer, had no appetite.

"Cheng Wenbai?"

Ni Jia deliberately didn't say anything. He was still on a blind date, but he cared about her. Where's his face!

Silence was almost the answer to Li Yucheng. He thought of the necklace that appeared out of nowhere on Ni Jia's neck when they came out of the lounge of the banquet hall together.

There are also the crown and brooch at the birthday party. These cannot be coincidences. Li Yucheng knows very well that these are all from Cheng Wenbo's handicraft.

There was silence after thinking about it. Later, Li Yucheng simply put down his knife and fork, put on disposable gloves, and started to tear the lamb chops in revenge.

In just a few minutes, the rows of mutton were turned into chunks, now they became hand-torn lamb chops. Ni Jia wanted to laugh when she saw it, and she pursed her lips and secretly glanced at Li Yucheng.

The other party was focused on being angry, and probably didn't dare to lose his temper because he was in the wrong, so he could only concentrate on eating noodles.

The lamb chops here are really well grilled and very tasty, but it's a pity that Li Yucheng couldn't appreciate it. Ni Jia thought of his greedy sister and made a video call on the spot.

The call was connected quickly on the other end. Haohao had noodles stuffed in his mouth and a lump on his right cheek. He couldn't speak and just shook his hands at her desperately.

She was still holding a fork in her hand, and the soup flew out as she waved it. Ni Jia heard her sister complaining slightly: "You splashed me."

"Oh, sorry." Haohao put down his fork and wiped his sister's arm with his palm: "I'm saying hello to Mommy!"

With a full stomach and sufficient dopamine secretion, Ni Jia was in a good mood: "Where's my sister? Let me see."

Ni Hao got into the camera, pursed her lips and asked, "Mommy, where are you?"

"Western restaurant." Ni Jia then remembered the purpose of the video call and quickly switched the screen to take a close-up of the remaining lamb chops.

"Mommy eats alone!" She heard Haohao's angry voice, and then Ni Hao added: "No, there are only two of them."

"Who else?" He took a good look at the screen and immediately recognized Li Yucheng's hand: "Oh! And Dad!"

Only half of his body was photographed, how did he recognize him? Ni Jia raised the camera with some surprise so that Li Yucheng could be fully in the frame.

She threw the pot to the man opposite, who had not been in a very good mood since just now: "You have a good eye. He was the one who brought me here."

"I'm angry!" Haohao took a picture of the food he was eating and showed it to them, pointing at the meat in the bowl and saying, "Dad, look at my meat! It's so tiny!"

"But we still have fish." Ni Hao was very honest. The small yellow croaker steamed by Grandma Tong was very fresh and tasted good. She liked it very much.

"Oh, hush! If you do this, they won't take us with them next time they go out to play!"

"Well," Ni Hao probably thought it made sense, and added seriously, "Then order some fish."

Because of his daughter's quarrel, Li Yucheng's gloomy face gradually became better. He took Ni Jia's phone and smiled: "I'll bring you here next time."

"When is the next time?" Haohao asked: "Tomorrow?"

"Okay." Li Yucheng responded without hesitation, and the other end immediately became cheering.

The four of them chatted for a few more sentences until Ni Jia's phone rang and the video call was hung up.

Because the cell phone was placed in the middle of the table, Li Yucheng could see all the incoming calls. Unfortunately, it was the person who had just upset him.

Ni Jia picked up the phone and glanced at him: "Is it Christmas?"

"Yeah, it's still the same as before."

"I bought a Christmas tree."

"Don't spend any more money. We can't keep all the toys at home."

Li Yucheng's face gradually darkened, but the topic on the other side did not end there...