"No, he is not a big shot, so he doesn't have to be so restrained." Mu Sisi said indifferently.

"Oh!" Ming Weiwei didn't dare to say more, for fear of arousing Sisi's suspicion.

The two soon arrived at Wanxi Hotel and arrived at the reserved private room.

Ji Yuesong hasn't arrived yet.

Musisi sent him a WeChat message: [I'm here.]

Ji Yuesong, who was choosing clothes, had not yet left the house, received the message from the goddess and immediately replied: [Goddess, you order the dishes first, I will arrive soon.]

After sending the message, he threw his cell phone on the cabinet in the cloakroom and looked at the rows of clothes in the cloakroom with distress.

The goddess asked him for the first time, and he had no idea what clothes to wear.

He was really distressed, so Ji Yuesong had to call his assistant and send a styling team to help him match his outfit.

Half an hour later, the styling team arrived.

Ji Yuesong was anxious and had no time to get angry, so he asked the stylist to quickly choose clothes and design his hairstyle.

And Mu Sisi and Ming Weiwei in Wanxi Hotel were already hungry and pressed against her back.

Forty minutes have passed since the agreed time.

Mu Sisi was furious and ignored it. She asked the waiter to serve the food first. She and Weiwei had eaten first.

Although Ming Weiwei was hungry, she still wanted to wait for him.

She said weakly: "Si Si, why don't you wait any longer! Maybe he is traffic jam on the road, and you also know the traffic situation in the imperial capital. Some traffic jams are normal."

"Let's eat first, and after he comes, then order food." Musisi said.

"Then... OK!" Ming Weiwei didn't dare to wait for him blatantly because of her secret love.

Ji Yuesong usually recognizes the stylist's vision, but today, he is still not satisfied with the stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist's stylist has always been dissatisfied with.

One hour has passed since the agreed time.

Ji Yuesong was very impatient and shouted at the stylist team.

Finally, Ji Yuesong wore an off-white Italian handmade high-end suit he chose at the beginning, and brought a classic, low-key and luxurious watch on his wrist.

When he rushed to Wanxi Hotel in a hurry, it had been an hour and a half since the agreed time, and the private room was waiting for him...

"Damn little sister, why is it you! Where is the goddess?" Ji Yuesong pushed the door open and was stunned.

Ming Weiwei stood up, her face slightly embarrassed. She suppressed her heart and said, "Si Si is leaving first, I'll wait for you here."

Ji Yuesong then remembered that the goddess said she wanted to bring a friend over.

His face was not very pleasant, as if he owed him 100 million yuan, he looked at Ming Weiwei. His face was not a face, and his nose was not a nose.

Ming Wei said softly: "What do you like to eat? Order the food!"

"When you see you, you think of farts, and you have no appetite." Ji Yuesong pulled out the chair and sat down, and replied without thinking.

This sentence was inserted into Ming Weiwei's heart like a knife. Her nose felt sore and tears rolled in her eyes.

She blinked her eyes, not daring to let the tears fall, she raised a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for what happened that day."

Then she bowed to Ji Yuesong and said, "Mr. Ji, please order food! I will not affect your appetite here, and thank you for your righteous actions that day."

After saying that, Ming Weiwei snatched the door and left.

She dared to shed tears after leaving the door.

She said to the waiter at the door: "I'll go to the service desk to pay the bill. Don't let the gentleman inside pay the bill. You go in and order the dishes!"
Chapter completed!