The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

June 18th.

Sunday.

Lin Ming met Zhao Yijin again at the entrance of Qingyue Restaurant.

She wore a pair of dark blue tight jeans today, and her small leather boots made her already not short height look even taller.

Her long hair was scattered behind her, and her delicate features did not seem to have been deliberately dressed up. The white coat completely covered her upper body.

At least from the appearance, she was still so pleasing to the eye.

There was no expectation in her eyes, and her expression was calm.

Because she knew.

Lin Ming would never give her expectations.

But when she saw Xuanxuan, who was following Lin Ming closely, holding his big hand.

That calm expression was still a little bit unbearable.

"Aunt Zhao!"

Xuanxuan knew Zhao Yijin.

So she let go of Lin Ming's hand and ran towards Zhao Yijin.

"Aunt Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much!"

Xuan Xuan hugged Zhao Yijin's straight legs, which made the surrounding men envious.

They wished that it was them who hugged Zhao Yijin's legs at this moment!

"Aunt Zhao, I asked my mother. My mother said you are very busy. I will find time to invite you to have dinner together!"

Xuan Xuan tilted her head: "Humph, my father also said that he would take me out to play. It turns out that he secretly went out with Aunt Zhao to eat delicious food!"

Lin Ming's face twitched.

I wish I could find a piece of tape to seal Xuan Xuan's mouth!

I was going to find an excuse, but now this girl has confessed everything.

"Why doesn't your mother come?"

Zhao Yijin stroked Xuan Xuan's head, with a doting look in his eyes.

She really likes Xuan Xuan.

This girl's mouth is too sweet.

Besides, she was just a child, and had nothing to do with adult matters, so Zhao Yijin could still tell the difference.

"My mother is so busy now, she has no time to come out for dinner!" Xuanxuan said crisply.

"Is that so..."

Zhao Yijin squatted down and gently pinched Xuanxuan's porcelain doll-like face.

"Then we won't care about her. Auntie will treat you to delicious food today, chocolate, cake... all desserts, things your mother doesn't let you eat, let's eat them all!"

"Yeah! Auntie Zhao is so nice!"

Xuanxuan danced with joy.

"Ahem..."

At this time, Lin Ming coughed lightly and walked in front of Zhao Yijin.

"Well... Chen Jia is busy with work, and there is no one at home to take care of the children, so I can only bring Xuanxuan here."

"Really?"

Zhao Yijin looked at Lin Ming and suddenly smiled.

"It doesn't matter, I just miss her, let's go in first!"

Then the voice fell.

Zhao Yijin took Xuanxuan and turned to walk into the restaurant.

This scene was really no different from a gathering of ordinary friends.

But Lin Ming sighed in his heart as he looked at Zhao Yijin's back.

He wore a mask and entered the restaurant under the watchful eyes of the waiter.

The Aur virus is rampant, and masks are popular all over the world.

But compared to the Aur virus, Lin Ming's bigger headache is that he will attract attention wherever he goes.

As the chairman of the Phoenix Group, he is really no different from those stars, Internet celebrities, etc.

Qingyue Restaurant is an old restaurant in Landao City, and it is often renovated and various facilities are replaced.

Nowadays, those who come here are either hikers who are recommended by Dianping or local repeat customers.

It doesn't look luxurious inside, but the light music is pleasant to the ears and very romantic.

From a distance, Lin Ming saw a pair of middle-aged women sitting in the distance.

They were facing the door, and Zhao Yijin and Xuanxuan were sitting opposite them.

The man had a square face with a kind and gentle smile on his face.

The woman was dressed in plain clothes, with a serious look on her face, giving off a sense of scholarly family.

These are Zhao Yijin's parents - Zhao Ming'an and Han Qiuqin!

Zhao Ming'an is over 50 years old and serves as the dean of Jiangzhou No. 1 People's Hospital.

Han Qiuqin is one year younger than Zhao Ming'an and is a professor at Huaguo University of Political Science and Law.

In terms of family background, neither Lin Ming nor Chen Jia can be compared with Zhao Yijin.

But love is like this.

Being born in a superior family did not give Zhao Yijin the habit of judging people through the cracks in the door.

During the four years of college, she fell hopelessly in love with Lin Ming, and has been doing so until now!

Lin Ming sometimes wonders.

Is there no difference between women and men, and what you can't get is the best?

The so-called youth and regrets are nothing more than the person you once liked but never got.

If Zhao Yijin is like this, then Lin Ming must pull her out of this dilemma!

Chen Jia knows that she is not as good as she imagined.

If I hadn't been with ChenJia, but Zhao Yijin.

With Zhao Yijin's personality, after experiencing what Chen Jia experienced, it is not certain that she will remarry Lin Ming now!

After standing there for a while, Lin Ming finally walked over.

"Hello, uncle, hello, aunt!"

Lin Ming smiled and said: "This is our first meeting, and I didn't bring any gifts for the two elders. These nutritional supplements are my little gift. Uncle and aunt will accept them."

"Xiao Lin, you are too polite. You are so busy at work. I called you out today, which has delayed your time. Now you brought us something, which makes us feel embarrassed." Han Qiuqin stood up and said.

"Aunt, what are you talking about? Yijin and I are good friends, and my wife and Yijin are best friends. This is because we are not related by blood, otherwise I would call you parents." Lin Ming smiled.

"That would be great!"

Zhao Ming'an immediately said: "It doesn't matter if we are related by blood or not. If I could have a godson like you, I would have to hold my head high in the hospital."

Lin Ming immediately smiled bitterly: "Uncle, please don't flatter me. With your status, there are probably many people who want to be your godson, right?"

Zhao Ming'an wanted to say something, but was glared back by Han Qiuqin.

"Lin Ming, my dad is just joking with you, don't take it seriously."

Zhao Yijin said at the right time: "Since we are here, let's order some dishes. I have already ordered some for Xuanxuan. See what you want to eat."

"I'm fine with anything."

Lin Ming pushed the tablet to Zhao Ming'an and Han Qiuqin.

"Uncle and aunt are from Landao City. They should be very familiar with the cuisine of Landao. It's not easy to come back. Let's try the taste of hometown dishes!"

The old couple did not refuse and ordered a few dishes on the tablet.

Waiting for the dishes

Zhao Mingan looked at Xuanxuan from time to time, as if he was about to say something but stopped.

Finally, Han Qiuqin said: "Lin Ming, I heard from Yijin that this is your daughter? The little girl must be four or five years old, so cute!"

"She looks like her mother, and her personality is like me, she only knows how to be naughty."

Lin Ming glanced at Xuanxuan, his eyes full of pampering.

"I'm not naughty!"

Xuanxuan shouted unconvinced: "The teacher said that I am the most obedient child in the class! I will be given a certificate in the future!"