Tong Wenya originally did not want to trouble others to help her take the things, but when she saw that those people were afraid of Nangong Zhe and worried that they would not be able to report, she still let them take the things.
"Son, go home." Tong Wenya came forward to hug Kiki. Nangong Zhe glanced at her indifferently, "Let's talk after we eat."
Dinner was in a very elegant restaurant. Nangong Zhe did not like the noisy environment. So there were only the three of them in the dining room.
Nangong Zhe did not say anything. The restaurant was so quiet that only the sound of knives and forks hitting plates could be heard. Tong Wenya did not feel comfortable eating at all.
Fortunately, Kiki would say something from time to time, so the situation was not too awkward.
This person was very strange. He kept a straight face as if he owed someone eight hundred and eight hundred yuan. Since he did not like eating with her, why did he have to let her come?