Chapter 457 (1/2)

Feng Yishu's smile gave Lin Jiangxia a familiar feeling.

When she saw the bodyguards who had sent her here before, she subconsciously asked, ”where are they...?”

”I'm here.” It seems that because he was in the detention center, he shaved his hair and looked more energetic: ”they don't need them. No one can spare his life for his wife like me.”

Lin Jiangxia was slightly stunned and then said, ”if so, how should I thank you?” After thinking about it for a moment, he snapped his fingers: ”I think you should eat badly in the detention center?”

”It's OK, but it's really not better than the food outside.” Feng Yishu said with a bitter smile.

Perhaps he didn't want to recall his career in the detention house, so he shook his head gently.

The bitter appearance made Lin Jiangxia blame himself.

She touched her hand and grabbed Feng Yishu's wrist: ”go, I'll treat you to a big meal.”

”Now?” Feng Yishu stared: ”but it's not time for dinner yet!”

”Do you have to wait until dinner is ready? Yishu, you shouldn't be full for breakfast, should you? ”

If you look at Feng Yishu's handsome face carefully, he is probably much thinner than before.

I guess I'm not used to the life in the detention house.

”I'm in a hurry to come out. I'm in no mood for breakfast.” Feng Yishu scratched the back of his head and his cheeks were slightly red.

”That's it. Let's go!” She couldn't help saying that she pulled Feng Yishu into the car.

Feng Yishu still plays the role of driver.

I don't know why when I saw Feng Yishu's side face in the rear seat and through the interior rearview mirror, I had a sense of security in my heart.

If it weren't for Zhou Meilan, she would be very happy at the moment.

”Madam, where are we going?”

”Ah!” Lin Jiangxia, who was absent-minded, came back: ”there is a very good Shandong restaurant at No. 31 North China road.”

”Eat Shandong food?” Feng Yishu outlined the corners of his mouth: ”I like it.”

Then he started the car and only headed for the Lu restaurant mentioned by Lin Jiangxia.

It was only nine o'clock in the morning when we arrived at the gate of the restaurant.

Feng Yishu opened the door and she got off with a gloomy face.

After entering the restaurant, the waiter immediately greeted him with a smile and said, ”I'm sorry, guest, we're not officially open yet.”

”Call your manager.” Lin Jiangxia held the table closest to the door, cocked up the hammer, folded his hands on his knees, straightened his back and posed upright.

When you are in a bad mood, you always need to have an outlet.

When Feng Yishu's eyes sank, he could be called a ferocious spirit.

After all, the waiter didn't want to provoke trouble, so he turned around and quickly stepped into the restaurant office.