Aunt Hong has been looking at Zhao Chunguang all the time. She doesn’t look like she looks at you all the time. What do you say? Although her eyes are always on you, it makes people feel very comfortable and will not be disgusted at all.

"Young man, you are a not simple person. Today we are destined to treat you to this meal, and you will not charge any money." Aunt Hong suddenly looked at Zhao Chunguang and then turned to the kitchen inside.

Linda looked at Zhao Chunguang incredibly. She widened her eyes. She never thought that Aunt Hong, who never gave up, or even Aunt Hong, who couldn't even wipe away the zeros, said this for the first time when she saw Zhao Chunguang.

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"Zhao Chunguang, what's wrong with you today?" Linda asked suddenly.

Zhao Chunguang was also in a daze. He didn't know what was wrong with him, or he really didn't do anything? This was the first time that Aunt Hong met, so he didn't know why she said such strange words.

"I, I don't know." Zhao Chunguang began to observe the decorations in the room at this time. It was very simple here, but some special symbols occasionally appeared.

This symbol surprised Zhao Chunguang a little. He seemed to have seen it somewhere in his impression, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. As for the others, he really couldn't see any problems.

As for Linda, she wouldn't think too much. In her opinion, this must be because Aunt Hong looked at her face and wanted to get free. Otherwise, Zhao Chunguang wouldn't look so handsome, why did she meet for the first time

Just free the order. If this is the case, I'm afraid she will be depressed.

"You must taste it well in a while. Although you can cook, it is two different styles with Aunt Hong. Your meal expands the natural fragrance infinitely, but Aunt Hong is different. She seems to be able to make two

When different fragrances are mixed and become new, this is special and cannot be eaten in other places." Linda whispered to Zhao Chunguang while Aunt Hong was cooking.

Although Zhao Chunguang doesn’t know much about cooking skills, he also knows that it is not easy to make breakthroughs in this regard. Most of the so-called top chefs are still repeating the experiences of their predecessors and truly innovating in dishes.

It's too difficult.

After all, not everyone will recognize a dish at the first time. Innovation does not mean putting two different ingredients together, it is a new dish.

"What is this Aunt Hong's origin?" Zhao Chunguang asked softly while thinking about her previous words.

Linda shook her head, "A friend of mine introduced me before, but she is now abroad!"

Zhao Chunguang nodded. He was able to make a private dish here without being ostentatious, and even admired people with tricky tastes like Linda. The most important thing is that he can also look at people, which is not simple. Among these factors

If there were only one or two, he would understand it, but if there were all, how could he not doubt it?

Another point is that when Aunt Hong was next to him, he had no doubt at all. At that time, it seemed that his mind was being controlled.

So now Zhao Chunguang thought a lot in an instant, but he was a little sure that this aunt Hong had no malicious intentions towards Linda.

Soon, Aunt Hong served four dishes, very simple dishes, and could even be stir-fried out in a small restaurant outside, but the appearance was quite good.

"Please taste it." Aunt Hong said to Zhao Chunguang with a smile.

Linda was unhappy, looked at the four dishes and said, "Aunt Hong, I said I wanted to eat what I like."

"If you like it, it doesn't mean he likes it, so let it go!" Aunt Hong said softly.

Linda was stunned for a moment, but she didn't continue talking, as if she had thought of something.

Zhao Chunguang was surprised, because these dishes were all very similar to his appetite, as if he knew what he liked to eat.

"It's delicious! Aunt Hong!" Zhao Chunguang said softly after eating one by one.

Aunt Hong smiled slightly, didn't say anything, just nodded, and turned around and went out.

Zhao Chunguang suddenly looked at Linda, and her reaction was a little surprised. Before, this little girl was very excited, but she had not spoken since Aunt Hong served the food.

"What's wrong? It's delicious, why don't you have any appetite?" Zhao Chunguang asked softly.

Linda forced a smile, "Well, Aunt Hong's food is actually delicious."

Although she said it was delicious, she didn't continue to eat it, looking very thoughtful.

Finally finished the meal, Zhao Chunguang was about to stand up and check the bill, but Aunt Hong didn't want it.

In the end, Zhao Chunguang had no choice but to give up and left the private restaurant with Linda. Originally, Linda was very excited when she came, but now she seemed very disappointed. This made Zhao Chunguang not very interested.

Even when eating, I feel strange.

When he left, he looked back at the building and frowned. He felt a very strong feeling that he would definitely see Aunt Hong again, and that he should be in a very special place.

Back near the hotel, Linda said softly, "Chunguang, go back and have a rest. In the afternoon, Fangfang may ask you to come over. By the way, if you see Wang Hanqing, don't have any conflicts with him first.

People are very powerful in the provincial capital. Don’t be stubborn. If you need me, remember to call me."

Zhao Chunguang thought he could have a walk with Linda, such as watching movies, and although everyone is friends, Zhao Chunguang still wants to thank the girl who has helped him so many times.

"Okay! It seems you feel uncomfortable, so you go back and have a good rest." Zhao Chunguang nodded, then got off the car, and saw Linda leave quickly.

He shook his head helplessly. He did not continue to think about Linda, but returned to the hotel, and was still thinking about what method Wang Hanqing might use to deal with him.

Linda, who had just left, stopped the car at the corner, as if she was trying her best to suppress something, but in the end she couldn't help it and leaned on the steering wheel and started crying.

Although Zhao Chunguang was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, unfortunately, Linda's car was downstairs, but she couldn't see it.

The sun was still a little fierce at noon, and Zhao Chunguang sighed softly. In fact, when he heard what Aunt Hong said, he understood what she wanted to express, but some things were destined to be impossible to think too much, and

Maybe it's destined to miss it.

When **** was the most common, Zhao Chunguang's phone rang. He thought it was Ji Fangfang, but after it was connected, it was Wang Hanqing.
Chapter completed!