Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)
Chapter 127

Louie had booked a hot pot restaurant. When we arrived, there was already a long line outside. I looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that I would buy you a meal?"

"Of course it's you who invited me to dinner. It's just me paying the bill," Louie said with a smile.

I had no choice. It turned out that this person had already planned everything. Fortunately, I was still thinking about so many people here. How long would it take me to line up here?

During the meal, I kept mentioning the treat. After all, I was going to invite him, but in the end, he invited me. When would I return the favor?

Putting down the chopsticks, Louie interrupted me helplessly. "You've already come to eat. Don't think too much, okay?"

With that, he placed some meatballs into my bowl and smiled at me. "The meatballs here are our specialty. You'll regret it if you don't eat them." "I know, I know." I had no choice but to accept his kindness.

The pill had been cooked for a long time, and I felt the soup overflowing when I took a bite. When the soup splashed on my face, I felt very painful.

I looked down at my clothes and felt conflicted. "It seems that I'm not suitable to eat meatballs. Look, I'm wearing them all."

Louie took out a piece of paper and wiped the soup on my face as he said, "This proves that you're having a good time. Since you're having a good time, why should you care about these things?" Hearing such a talented explanation, I suddenly laughed and had nothing to say.

"Sister Chelsea!"

I was in a good mood, but before I could continue, I heard someone calling my name, and it was the last name I wanted to hear.

"Are you okay?" Louie looked at him and asked worriedly, "If you don't want to be here, I'll take you to another restaurant for dinner."

I forced a smile and shook my head. "No need. We ate here first. Why did we leave?"

That's right. We've been eating hotpot here since just now. Even if Abbie was here, she shouldn't have left us. Besides, I'm having dinner with Louie now. Why should Louie feel uncomfortable with me? "It's okay. Let's continue eating," I said to him with a smile.

However, before I could finish my sentence, my chopsticks were pressed down by a hand, and Abbie's voice rang in my ears.

"Boss, look, the person we are looking for is here, so I told you that we have an appointment."

Hearing Abbie's words, I turned my head to look at the boss, who was standing a step away from me, and said, "I don't know them, and we just want to have a good meal. Can you not disturb us?" "Sister Chelsea," Abbie shouted her name in dissatisfaction.

I looked at her, withdrew my hand, and smiled at her. "Miss, if I remember correctly, it seems that we are not very familiar, are we? In this case, you calling me so intimately will make me feel uncomfortable." As I spoke, I shrugged my shoulders in embarrassment.

The waiter turned around and continued to eat hot pot as if nothing had happened. He also picked up some dishes and put them into Louie's bowl.

Perhaps surprised by my actions, Louie looked up at me for a few seconds.

Actually, it wasn't his fault. I did things purely based on my feelings. Although I didn't deliberately look at the person beside Abbie, I knew it was Harrison.

Abbie, who was behind him, did not leave. She continued to argue with the boss, "Boss, we really know each other, but because Sister Chelsea is angry, she doesn't want to reconcile with me. Can you understand?"

"Sorry, this is the client's request," the boss said.

There were many things to say at the end. The boss had always repeated those words, which made me much more relaxed. There was no need to worry about what Abbie would do next.

At this time, customers came in. They should be in the queue. As soon as they sat down, I heard Harrison's voice. There was no other way. Harrison's voice was really good at recognizing people. Even if I didn't want to know him, there was nothing I could do.

I heard Harrison discussing with the people at the table that his sister wanted to have dinner here, but she had not been listed for such a long time. He probably wanted the people at the table to be given to them.

But such behavior was a little funny. Others also lined up to come in. Did your sister have to let others come out to eat hot pot? How could there be such a reason? But what surprised me was that the people a the table left soon, and they left happily.

I looked over in disbelief and saw the man holding the money in his hand. It seemed that it was Harrison who asked them to leave with the money.

To be able to do such a thing really impressed me. Just as I was about to look away, I bumped into Harrison's gaze. His face was expressionless as I sneered and looked away. Soon, he and Abbie sat down. "Sister Chelsea, why do you have to do that?" Abbie said, aggrieved. "It's all because you don't agree to let us sit together, that's why we have another table."

"A table of money has been spent on two tables. What's more, we don't eat and drink for free. We will take the initiative to give the money to you. Can you save money?"

It was all my fault. The two rich young ladies were sitting at the same table as me to save money, so how could I hear her words clearly? It was because she and Harrison were sitting at the same table next to

me.

Her words made me angry. I put down my chopsticks and was about to argue with her.

"Chelsea." Louie called out his name softly.

In this lively hot pot restaurant, Louie's voice was like a cool wind, which could make people wake up quickly. I looked at him in confusion.

He smiled at me, tilted his head, and said to Abbie, "This is our date. If we were together, it wouldn't be a single date. Besides, it should be a man who should pay for the meal. Someone around you will pay for it, and Chelsea will also have me around."

"So, you don't have to worry about the money." He saw what Harrison said.

As for me, I had successfully seen Abbie's impeccable and obedient expression change. A sense of disdain and unwillingness welled up in my heart. For some reason, I was extremely happy to see Abbie like this.

Just like the kind of child who had always pretended to be obedient in front of his parents, one day he finally showed his true colors.

After saying that, Louie sat down as if nothing had happened and took out the things in the pot with a spoon. He basically put all the things I liked on my plate, the remaining dregs, and other things on his plate If I said I was not moved, it must be fake.

"What's your surname, sir?"

Harrison, who had been silent for a long time, spoke, but the first thing he said was not to me, but to ask Louie's name. All of a sudden, I felt a little uneasy.

Louie smiled faintly and said, "His surname is Zhuang, and his name is Louie, Louie."

"Mr. Zhuang, you may not know one thing, but in fact, we know Chelsea." Harrison raised the corner of his mouth. "And there are some extraordinary relationships."