Chapter 678 Call from City Hospital
A large group of people were silent, but Qiao Weimin reacted first and adjusted his mentality first, and greeted Cheng Wu to enter the restaurant.
A meal, no matter it was Wei Ling, Shen Qiongzhi, or Qiao An, they all had no taste or taste. Everyone put down their chopsticks without taking a few bites, absent-mindedly.
Qiao Qi was even more pale throughout the whole process, lowered her head, from the time Qiao Nian and Nie Mi left to the end of the meal, she didn't say a word.
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Nie Mi booked the position by the window. He didn't book the box. He was specially reserved for a relatively quiet corner in the corner, and the kind that could open the window to breathe.
Qiao Nian sat alone, Nie Mi and the President of the National Tsing Hua University sat opposite her, and the other sat beside her. Nie Mi ordered a lot of dishes and set up a whole table.
Qiao Nian didn’t eat much. She ate two more chopsticks for the squirrel mandarin fish. She basically put down the chopsticks without touching the others, resting one hand on the edge of the chair, and resting her whole body in the chair, her chin lit, and her eyes Dark and bright, he said to the two of them: "I'm full, please use it slowly."
"So fast?" Seeing her put down her chopsticks, Nie Mi raised her head in surprise, then wrinkled her brows, and said worriedly: "Is the dish I ordered doesn't suit your appetite? How about you order two more."
Speaking, he handed over the menu.
Qiao Nian took the menu from him, didn’t read it, put it on his table, shook his head, and said, "No."
Her voice was slow, giving a casually dumb tone: "I'm a bit too hungry, and I'll be full after two bites. It has nothing to do with food."
In fact, it’s still a bit related.
Nie Mi and Principal Liang’s tastes are both sweeter types. The dishes they order are also more Shandong dishes and Cantonese dishes. This type of cuisine is more sweet with honey and sugar.
Qiao Nian happens to be the least fond of sweet things.
The same goes for the dishes.
She loves spicy food and prefers the taste of heavy salt and heavy oil. She is the least excited about this kind of cuisine that is beautifully presented and does not even get hot.
But she didn’t embarrass Nie Mi either. She raised her eyes and said politely: “You eat, don’t worry about me, I’ll play with my phone for a while and listen to you chat.”
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