Cosine's mentality is quite peaceful. "I really can't afford it. Someone invited me to dinner."

He Wei snorted lightly, "Come on, don't make your face fat."

In the banquet hall on the first floor, the newlyweds are holding a wedding banquet. He estimates that Cosine is here to eat and drink at the wedding banquet, maybe there is no invitation letter.

"You said someone invited you to dinner, what about that person? Leave you here alone?" He Wei mocked, "Your reason is too low"

"Mr. Yu, I kept you waiting for a long time."

A voice suddenly interjected and came in. The smiling driver stood not far away, next to the lobby manager and a hotel executive. The executive walked up respectfully, the golden nameplate on his chest gleaming.

"Mr. Yu, I will serve you all the way today. Please follow me to the revolving restaurant on the top floor."

He Wei's eyes widened in astonishment, his face very ugly.

A meal in the restaurant on the top floor costs tens of thousands, and the executives personally accompany him. Where did Cosine get such a big face?

He Wei watched helplessly as Cosine entered the VIP elevator accompanied by a group of people, his face flushed with jealousy and distortion.

The cell phone in his pocket rang at this moment, and when he saw the call, he immediately put on a flattering look.

"Mr. Zhang, yes, I've helped President Qin and the others to make a decision, don't worry..."

With a ding sound, the elevator reached the top floor. The marble floor is luminous, the sound of the piano like flowing water came from behind the bar, and the elegant fragrance of jasmine wafts in the air.

Cosine was taken to the box at the end. He took a deep breath and was ready to finish the meal under pressure. Unexpectedly, after opening the door, the huge box was empty.

"Mr. Yu, our boss is sick today, so it is not convenient for him to attend in person. Is it okay to be accompanied by Mr. Gao?" the driver explained.

Cosine glanced at Mr. Gao, who had a Mediterranean hairstyle and a shiny face, and waved his hand quickly, "No need, I can eat alone."

Mr. Gao seemed to be a little injured and silently stepped aside.

The driver showed a smile, "Okay, wait a moment, the food will be served soon."

"That... Anyway, I eat alone, just order two or three dishes."

Before Cosine finished his instructions, the box door was closed. He sat alone in front of the huge round table, staring at the tall building outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a daze.

Fifteen minutes later, the dishes came one after another. White-cut chicken, crispy roasted goose, roasted squab, baked lobster in soup, steamed turbot, sweet and sour sweet and sour pork, and eight-treasure winter melon cup. With a variety of seasonal vegetables, the table is full.

"No, I can't finish eating that much." Cosine looked embarrassed.

"We can pack the rest for you." The manager smiled and helped him scoop up the soup and put it by his hand, "Please take it slow, we won't bother."

Silence returned to the box. Cosine looked at the table full of delicious dishes, and his stomach growled twice.

No matter that much, let's enjoy the food first.

In a box separated by a wall.

The young man sat in front of the huge LCD screen and looked lazily at the figure in the shirt on the screen.

The man was extremely attentive when eating, his cheeks bulged slightly, his white teeth and the tip of his pink tongue were occasionally exposed. For convenience, he also took off his glasses, and when he drank the soup, his thick eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a fan-like shadow on his eyelids.

The young man had no appetite at first. After watching the live broadcast for a while, he made a phone call and went out.

"Give me one of the dishes that he has eaten more than twice."

After this meal, the cosine stomach is bulging. The level of the five-star hotel chef is different, especially the roast pigeon and steamed turbot. One is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Delicious and glutinous, it melts in your mouth, and it is so delicious that the cosine directly empties the plate.

When Cosine left the hotel with the packed lunch box contentedly, the phone suddenly rang.

It was Gu Xing's call.

"Mr. Yu, what are you doing? Why don't you come out to eat at noon and play basketball in the afternoon?"

"I just finished eating."

Cosine subconsciously touched his bulging belly, "Your brother invited me to eat."

"My brother?" Gu Xing's tone was extremely surprised, "He invited you to dinner?"

Cosine also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and frowned slightly, "Your brother... Didn't you tell you?"

At this time, in the box of the revolving restaurant.

Shen Mang put down his chopsticks and was about to ask the manager to come in to pay the bill, when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Xiaomang, are you inside? I saw your assistant nearby, so I took the liberty to ask."

It turned out to be Qin Yu's voice.

With a trace of displeasure in Shen Mang's eyes, he closed the LCD screen with the remote control.

"Come in." He said expressionlessly.

Qin Yu was overjoyed and pushed open the box door. After the unhappy breakup of Gu Linhui's house that day, he clearly noticed that Shen Mang's attitude was much colder to him, and the other party never responded to the messages he sent.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't even be friends, Qin Yu was in a state of impatience. He was worried that he couldn't find a chance to ask Shen Mang out, but he didn't expect to come here for dinner with his partner today, and happened to see his assistant.

Qin Yu will not miss this opportunity.

"Xiaomang, are you eating here alone?" Qin Yu suddenly showed a distressed look when he saw that half of the food had been moved on the table.

"Or I'll let them serve some hot dishes again, and I'll accompany you to eat."

"No, I'm full."

Seeing that Shen Mang got up to leave, Qin Yu quickly blocked in front of him.

"Xiaomang, don't go yet. I went to my uncle's house rashly that day and said those words. It was my fault. Don't be mad at me, okay?"

Shen Mang looked down at his hand holding his wrist with a very cold expression.

"open."

Only then did Qin Yu realize that he couldn't help holding the young Haobai's wrist. His face flushed, and he unnaturally let go of Shen Mang's hand.