Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 417

Everyone liked beautiful things.

Qiao Nian glanced at him one more time and raised an eyebrow. Yes, it was indeed pleasing to the eye.

Of course, Ye Wangchuan found that she was staring at his hand and deliberately held the gun to let her see it clearly. His thin lips raised slightly, and he stared at her. "Are you going to invite someone to a meal?"

Qiao Nian couldn't look away and didn't shy away, either. She frankly admitted it. "Yes, I met an acquaintance today, and my family knows that I'm in Beijing. They sent me a message and asked me to have dinner. I didn't want to disturb them, but since I've bumped into them, I should just take some time to have a meal before leaving. In addition, I have something to give them."

She had counted that Old Master Jiang had almost finished his pills.

She had brought two sets this time; one for Nie Mi, and the other for Old Master Jiang.

Each set had 20 pills.

She had stayed up late before coming to Beijing to make these.

Jiang Li often talked about Old Master Jiang's poor health. She hadn't examined him carefully, but just by listening to Jiang Li's description, he should have been overworked when he was young and had neglected his health. After old age, the body's various functions couldn't keep up, and the evil results of profligacy when young were revealed.

This was called excessive consumption in Chinese medicine.

No major problems could be detected at ordinary times, but small ones couldn't be cut off. It wasn't life-threatening, but it was enough to torture people.

Ye Wangchuan: "Imperial Mansion is pretty good. It has a light taste and is suitable for gatherings. Everyone can eat it. If you want to invite them for dinner, I'll ask Gu San to make a reservation."

Imperial Mansion?

Qiao Nian remembered it.

On the day she came to Beijing, he had taken her to eat a Suzhou dish, and that place seemed to be called Imperial Mansion.

She looked down and thought about it. The place was good and the taste was okay. She had eaten a lot that day despite not liking Suzhou dishes.

The point was that in addition to Suzhou cuisine, the chef of that restaurant also cooked spicy chicken.

She regained her senses, looked at the man in front of her, and frowned with her eyes darkened. "Is it easy to make a reservation? I'll do it myself if it is."