My Youth Began With Him

She smiled and defaulted to Qin Chu's answer...

"Come in and sit down." Qin Chu really hasn't seen her for many years, so she is a little overwhelmed.

At the age of eight, Song Yi Shi lived in the Qin family for one year, and when he was nine years old, he followed his parents abroad.

Now she and Qin Chu are already 27, and they have not seen it for 18 years.

If it wasn't before she called Chen Qi to pick up the plane, Qin Chu could not guess her anyway.

Xiao Yang immediately poured a cup of coffee and sent it in.

"Thank you." Song Yi Shi smiled.

"Have you returned to China yesterday?" Qin Chu asked.

"Well, I suddenly decided to come back. I was going to give my parents a surprise, but I didn't expect my dad to go abroad. My mom also followed, and the following plane, I don't know what to do, but fortunately... ...Before Qin mother gave me your number, thank you for arranging someone to pick me up last night."

Song Yishi is very polite...

"You're welcome...my mom gave you my number?"

"Yep."

"What time?" Qin Chu was somewhat unhappy.

Why do mothers always have to make their own claims? This is really offensive...

"Probably two weeks ago, she still asked me when I came back and said that I missed me."

"Oh."

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Qin Chu had some emotions, Song asked.

"Nothing."

"I know that you are very busy, so I haven’t been bothering you in the morning, just catching up with your lunch break, minding to have a meal with me?"

Song Yi Shi’s speech is very skillful. When she asks this, it makes Qin Chu difficult to refuse...

Because if you don't go, it means mind...

Qin Chu only nodded. "Alright, you wait for me, I will handle something."

He returned to his desk and collected important documents and locked them in the safe.

Then I went downstairs with Song Yishi...

Halfway, Qin Chu picked up his mobile phone and gave it to Huo Mian.

"Wife, where are you?"

"I am going home, on the Nanshan side."

“So fast? I want to ask you to come and have dinner together?”

"No, I ate at the wedding. Liu Siying's wedding banquet is very rich, and there are many dishes and it is delicious."

Huo Mian took the scissors while trimming the lawn while continuing to call.

"Well, see you that night."

"Yep."

"You seem to be very good to your wife." Song Yi poetry bit his lip and asked.

"Well, she is my first love, I have known for many years, and my feelings are very deep." When he mentioned Huo Mian, Qin Chu’s eyes were gentle.

Song Yi’s eyes have subtle changes...

Sichuan cuisine restaurant

The two ordered a lot of dishes. Song wrote poetry elegantly and then laughed. "I have been in Italy for many years. I miss the dishes in my hometown, and you know, I can eat spicy food when I was young, especially for Sichuan cuisine."

"Is there not Chinatown there? There is such a Chinese restaurant." Qin Chu added.

"Yes, but the taste is not right. You should know in the United States that the foreign ingredients are different from the domestic ones. They are also tomatoes, but the taste is different."

"It is true." Qin Chu nodded.

"What about you? In the United States for seven years, have you used the food there?"

"I am okay, I am used to it... I will get tired of eating hamburgers and I will make an egg fried rice, but it is still western food. After I returned to China, my wife taught me, I gradually learned Chinese food." Qin Chu is a warm smile.

Song Yi nodded... It’s just right for a smile.

Some upstarts always feel that they have money, and if they wear gold and silver to their daughters, they can count as socialites.

Actually not, the ladies are the kind of extravagance in the bones, and Huo Wei is definitely not a lady, it is a second.

And it is very potent, and Song Yi Shi is in Italy for many years, Italian, Mandarin, English, proficient in the three languages.

After returning to China, I didn’t want to play English and Italian, but I was biting the standard Mandarin, which made me feel better.

A meal, the two chatted, and when they finished eating, they took the Qin Chu to pay the bill.

Song Yishi took out a round long tube from behind and handed it to Qin Chu.

"Right, this is for you, wishing you a happy wedding."

"This is...?" Looking at the often cylinder, Qin Chu was curious. I don't know what it is inside.