Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

Nan Zhi knew that Su Yuelan liked Zhang Zhiwen very much.

It's not just Zhang Zhiwen's photos, as long as there are Zhang Zhiwen's dramas on TV, she will watch them over and over again.

When Zhang Zhiwen came to Nanjiayuan Square, Nan Zhi still hoped that Su Yuelan could meet Zhang Zhiwen.

After all, Zhang Zhiwen himself is more handsome than the photos.

With a faint smile on the corner of Su Yuelan's lips, she said, "It's fine if I can see him on TV."

"Mom..." Nan Zhi was still thinking about convincing Su Yuelan.

Su Yuelan said: "Zhi Ya'er, there are a lot of guests this afternoon, I'm too busy, how can I even bother to meet him?"

Nan Zhi helped Su Yuelan move the prepared sauce to the cooking table.

It's only four o'clock in the afternoon, and there are already many customers in the food city.

Nan Zhi didn't force Su Yuelan anymore.

Zhang Zhiwen has great influence, and she did not give up making Zhang Zhiwen the spokesperson of Wangqu.

……

Zhang Zhiwen returned to the lounge and saw that Su Qingrui's face was almost buried in the plate.

She is eating a fried rice.

The grains of rice are golden yellow and distinct, embellished with emerald green scallions and yellow-red carrots, which is very attractive.

There was already an empty bowl on the dining table in front of him.

"Qing Rui, what are you eating?" Zhang Zhiwen asked, because of long-term medication, Zhang Zhiwen has a slight anorexia.

Su Qingrui has a sharp tongue and is very picky about food.

It was the first time he saw Su Qingrui eating so deliciously.

"Jiangdu Fried Rice and Lancheng Beef Noodles! Delicious!" Su Qingrui looked at Zhang Zhiwen tearfully.

The food court downstairs sells a lot of delicious things.

Everything she has never seen before makes her want to eat it!

She wanted to order everything, but Nan Zhi warned her to order as much as she wanted, and she was not allowed to leave leftovers!
So she ordered three.

Jiangdu Fried Rice, Lancheng Beef Noodles and Gangcheng Rice Rolls.

She has finished eating Lancheng beef noodles, and now she is eating Jiangdu fried rice.

"Brother, I think rice rolls are quite authentic, so I ordered one for you, try it!" Su Qingrui swallowed the last bite of fried rice, stood up, and pulled Zhang Zhiwen to sit down.

Zhang Zhiwen's head started to hurt again, and he lost his appetite.

He looked at Su Qingrui who was sitting across from him with sparkling eyes, how could he not know what this girl was thinking?
"You want to buy me with rice rolls, let me agree with you to stay in Huai'an County for a few days, right?"

Su Qingrui chuckled, "There are a lot of delicious food in the food city, if you don't eat it, just leave like this, I'm not reconciled."

Zhang Zhiwen chuckled, "It seems Mr. Nan is right. The food here is so delicious that it will make you gain two catties in three days."

If Su Qingrui ate like this all at once, let alone two catties in three days, she would not be able to gain four catties in three days.

Su Qingrui snorted, "I won't get fat! Brother, this rice roll is really delicious, it's the best rice roll I've ever eaten. Hurry up and try it!"

Zhang Zhiwen took the spoon handed over by Su Qingrui, and said lightly: "Even if it tastes delicious, I won't agree with you staying here. Qingrui, Chinese New Year is coming soon, and my parents asked me to take you back to Hong Kong City go."

While talking, he ate a mouthful of rice rolls.

The expression on his face suddenly froze.

His pitch-black eyes began to feel a little moist.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Even Su Qingrui, who was nervous, noticed something was wrong with Zhang Zhiwen.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't speak, and lowered his head to eat a few mouthfuls of rice rolls, "That's the taste... This is the taste of rice rolls that my aunt can make! My aunt is not dead, she is still alive!"

Su Qingrui was frightened by Zhang Zhiwen, "Brother, don't scare me! This is a bowl of ordinary rice rolls, but it tastes better!"

Zhang Zhiwen finished eating the rice rolls in a few mouthfuls, and was about to go out in big strides: "I'm going to find my aunt!"

No matter how naive Su Qingrui was, she also knew that Zhang Zhiwen was a big star, if he went to the food court downstairs, it would definitely cause a commotion.

"Brother, calm down! I'm going to find that profiteer, she must know who made rice rolls!"

Su Qingrui comforted Zhang Zhiwen and left the lounge.

She stood at the door of the lounge, her face full of anxiety - this place is too big, she doesn't know where Nan Zhi is!
When she was in a hurry, she saw Shen Yan.

Behind Shen Yan followed Zhang Chunlai. After Shen Yan sent Nan Zhi to Nanjiayuan Square, he went to Qianfan Building and just came back.

Zhang Chunlai was telling him about the meeting.

"Shen Yan! Where's the profiteer?" Su Qingrui hurriedly asked.

"Profitable businessman?" Shen Yan's gaze sank for a moment, and the scene of Nan Zhi hugging Su Qingrui appeared again in his mind.

Su Qingrui met Shen Yan's gloomy and cold gaze, and inexplicably felt a chill coming from his back - this handsome man looks so scary at this moment!
She said dully: "It's Nan Zhi... Where is Sister Nan Zhi? My elder brother suspects that the person who made rice rolls is my aunt!"

aunt?

Nan Zhi didn't persuade Su Yuelan, when she went upstairs to see Zhang Zhiwen, she happened to hear what Su Qingrui said.

Rice rolls are made by her mother.

Su Yuelan...

Su Qingrui...

Nan Zhi looked at Su Qingrui's face that was somewhat similar to her, and a flash of lightning flashed in her mind - her mother, Su Yuelan, was the aunt Zhang Zhiwen was looking for!

She and Su Qingrui are cousins, that's why they look alike!

……

Nan Zhi didn't bring Su Yuelan to meet Zhang Zhiwen.

Su Yuelan was very resistant to meeting Zhang Zhiwen, obviously she was not happy when she and Nan Wanzhong left Su's house.

So for so many years, Su Yuelan has never returned to Hong Kong City, nor has she ever mentioned anything about anyone in the Su family.

She took Aunt Zhao to meet Zhang Zhiwen pretending to be the owner of rice rolls.

Zhang Zhiwen stared at Aunt Zhao for nearly a minute with red eyes.

At first glance, Aunt Zhao looked like a working woman in the north, and she didn't look like she came from Hong Kong.

According to what Nan Zhi taught, Aunt Zhao said to Zhang Zhiwen: "Mr. Zhang, I learned my sausage roll from a person in Hong Kong, and I paid 100 yuan for the tuition. After learning it, the chef hired by Mr. Nan started again The improved taste is more suitable for northerners."

"Is that person from Hong Kong City surnamed Su?" Zhang Zhiwen asked.

Aunt Zhao glanced at Nan Zhi, and shook her head: "It's not Su, it's Zhao. Mr. Zhang, what's the matter? Is that Hong Kong man an acquaintance of yours?"

Zhang Zhiwen forced a smile to Aunt Zhao, and said, "Thank you, Auntie. At the same time, I'm sorry to bother you."

Aunt Zhao said she was fine and left the lounge.

Su Qingrui comforted: "Brother, don't be sad. If my aunt is alive in the sky, if she knows that you have always been concerned about her death, she will definitely feel distressed."

After Nan Zhi and Shen Yan heard Su Qingrui's words, they exchanged glances with each other.

Su Yuelan would rather let Zhang Zhiwen think she was dead than contact the Su family.

Then there is no need to let Zhang Zhiwen know that she is still alive.

Zhang Zhiwen looked at Nan Zhi, "Mr. Nan, that aunt definitely didn't make that bowl of rice rolls. If you let me meet the person who made rice rolls, I will agree to be Wangqu's spokesperson and cooperate with Wangqu's promotional activities."