Chapter 1798 Subtlety

Mantingfang, the lights are bright at this time, and it is time to serve guests.

Groups of guests, led by waiters, slowly walked towards the restaurants scattered throughout the garden.

Perhaps because of the environment, these guests seem to be relaxed. There are not just one or two who stop to take pictures. They don’t look like they are here to eat, but a bit like they are here to play.

Because of the time difference, it is now evening here, the night of New Year’s Eve, so there are many Chinese or Asian customers who have made reservations.

They also have high expectations for Mantingfang, which has been frequently reported by many media these days.

So far, their expectations have not been disappointed.

From the moment they entered the garden, although what they saw and heard may not necessarily make them very satisfied, because there is really no unified standard for beautiful women, delicious food and beautiful scenery.

For example, some people feel a little unhappy when they come in. Today is New Year’s Eve, and it is night. Shouldn’t Mantingfang be full of red lanterns?

Some people come in and see that it is not full of red lanterns, which is really good.

Feng Yiping insisted on his opinion at the beginning. Red lanterns are indeed festive, but they should be hung in one's own home.

For example, at this time, if red lanterns are hung in the courtyards of the capital, the atmosphere will be lifted immediately.

But Mantingfang is a place open to the public. Hanging red lanterns, regardless of whether it is vulgar or not, he always feels that the atmosphere is not festive, but ambiguous.

This will immediately remind him of a word, red light district.

It is still better now. Although some people may feel that it is not festive and lively enough, it is quiet and friendly.

The other landscapes in the park are the same. Although each flower has its own eyes, not everyone will praise all the landscapes, but those who want to come here on New Year's Eve to find that feeling or that feeling, which is actually difficult to describe in words or concretely materialize, will not be disappointed.

Although the overall feeling is not perfect and impeccable, as soon as you enter the yard, that feeling comes, and you can't tell why it is, is it the mountain, the water, the pavilion or the lights...

Or maybe it's the culture behind these landscapes.

Zheng Jiayi had such feelings at this time. She held Amanda and stood in front of the window of Huang Jingping's office, looking outside and said, "If my parents knew this, they would definitely be unhappy, but I just feel that eating New Year's Eve dinner here is more atmosphere, more intimate, and more comfortable than eating New Year's Eve dinner at my parents' house."

"If there is a perfect husband next to me, it will be perfect, right," Huang Jingping, who was adjusting the table with excellence, said with a smile.

Zheng Jiayi was stunned for a while. Before this, Huang Jingping had never talked to her about this topic, not even as a joke.

For some things, everyone has always had some tacit understanding.

"Why, do you miss Yiping?"

"Look at me these two days, I'm so busy, how can I have time to think about him," Huang Jingping said with a smile.

The closed window blocked the laughter of the garden outside, but Huang Jingping's mind was still noisy, and his mind was full of him, so some of the words she said now were really not thought through.

"I believe that all those who have just opened businesses envy your busyness," Zheng Jiayi felt that it would be safer to talk about business now.

"Hey, are there other people coming?" She saw Huang Jingping put three red wine glasses.

"Yes, there is another friend," Huang Jingping said.

She looked at her watch, "It should be soon," and just at this time she heard the sound of someone coming upstairs. A waiter knocked on the door, and then let Ma Ling, who was holding Vincent, in.

"Hello Ma Ling, welcome, let me introduce you, this is Zheng..."

"Vincent," Amanda shouted, ran over happily, hugged Vincent happily, and shouted and jumped.

"Mom, I like your arrangement so much, thank you!" she said.

Huang Jingping thought to herself, you should thank your father the most, otherwise I can't become a brother you like so much.

"Thank you for your invitation," Ma Ling said to Huang Jingping.

Seeing Amanda happily running towards her son, she was a little nervous, and she relaxed all of a sudden.

She was actually very surprised by Huang Jingping's invitation.

Because of Feng Yiping, she had Googled Chinese New Year's Eve and knew that this was a time for family reunions.

Generally speaking, those who can sit together for dinner on this night, even if they are not family members, will have a closer relationship.

And Huang Jingping also invited Vincent, which really made her a little confused about what Huang Jingping meant.

But since Amanda is also here, this meeting tonight should be relatively relaxed.

And Zheng Jiayi, this is another layer of protection.

She naturally knew Zheng Jiayi and knew that she was the company's spokesperson. If Huang Jingping really wanted to say or do something, she would least likely invite her to the scene to witness it.

"Ms. Zheng, nice to meet you,"

"Hello, have we met somewhere before?" Zheng Jiayi asked the girl in front of her.

She always felt that this girl was a little familiar.

She glanced at Huang Jingping. Oh, by the way, they both seemed to have a similar temperament. Is it because they are both very young and have become mothers?

"Jiayi, Ma Ling is the content director of YouTube," Huang Jingping said.

"Oh, no wonder, hey, I remember, that time in Chinatown, it should be the same, right?"

"Yes," "Yes,"

When she said this, the other two also recalled that, isn't it true, they did meet briefly in Chinatown.

The last time in Chinatown was when Ma Ling met Huang Jingping for the second time. In the end, it was Zheng Jiayi and Wu Xinyang who happened to walk into the store, giving Ma Ling the opportunity to leave.

Zheng Jiayi looked at Vincent, "Such a cute kid, it's really unforgettable,"

It turned out that she only remembered it when she saw Vincent.

After hearing this, Huang Jingping's expression couldn't help but be a little subtle, "Okay, two little guys, come, come and sit down," she said with a smile.

Vincent, who was hugged by Amanda at this time, rubbed Amanda's head without any instruction, and took out the box he was dragging with some effort, "Look, my gift for you,"

"Oh, Barbie, look, it's my favorite Barbie doll, Mom," Amanda shouted again, "Thank you, Vincent,"

"Happy New Year Amanda," Vincent, who didn't talk much, always behaved a little differently in front of Amanda. He held Amanda's hand, "Let's go eat first,"

"So loving, Vincent, how old are you?" Zheng Jiayi asked.

In front of people he didn't know well, Vincent was still a little bit ungenerous, "Three years old," he said with his head down.

But he didn't forget to touch Amanda's child chair, as if to test whether it was stable.

Huang Jingping saw it, to be honest, she was speechless, not to mention, this meticulous temperament, really like his father.

It was only later that Zheng Jiayi felt that the relationship between Huang Jingping and her "friend" Ma Ling seemed a little subtle.

It was a kind of, how should I put it, it seemed familiar, but it didn't look like they met often. When communicating, they were as polite as when they first met.

So these two people could never get close.

Zheng Jiayi, who has been dealing with various media, even felt that there was a great tension under their polite and enthusiastic communication. Both sides seemed to be carefully controlling it to prevent the tension from erupting.

She shook her head, I must have drunk too much.

"Wow, Amanda, look, it's so beautiful," Vincent said, pointing to the sky.

There were brilliant fireworks blooming above the lake in the garden again. Of course, this time, it was really fireworks.

Zheng Jiayi looked at the watch, "Excuse me, I have to make a few calls to wish you a happy new year,"

The two little families had already walked to the window hand in hand to watch the fireworks. When Zheng Jiayi left again, the atmosphere at the table was a little cold for a while.

"The food here is really delicious," Ma Ling said for fun.

"There is a person who has left China and will arrive here in more than ten hours," Huang Jingping said, "She is a girl,"

Ma Ling couldn't respond to this, a girl, so what?

"A girl who is very important to Yiping," Huang Jingping added, "She came here just to meet us,"

"Oh, she is not alone, or it can be said that tomorrow, two girls who are very important to Yiping will meet us,"