Song Fei looked at her blankly.

Zhong Shidui was born with a good skin and has enough status, it stands to reason that peach blossoms are the norm, but it's strange that since Song Fei woke up and knew him, he looked like he was only interested in her.

Is it a joke?

Is true love? Not necessarily.

She thought about it for too long, and she was stunned for too long, and when Zhong Shidui approached again, the two of them almost nose to nose.

"Song Fei?"

The voice came, and she blinked very slowly, her long eyelashes like brushes, and when they were raised again, they swept away all emotions.

"You're pinching me. She whispered.

This is a very spicy statement.

Zhong Shidui let go of his hand, sat back with a blank face, and reached out to knock on the inner line.

The secretary quickly came in.

"Send the bag to Rong Xin. When the others left, he leaned forward again, clasped his hands on the table, and looked at Song Fei like this, "What are you looking for me for?"

Jiang Qingyin. She tried to find an excuse, "I heard that Zheng Jiahong wanted to divorce her." ”

"Who?" he raised his eyebrows, looking at Song Fei thinking hard, he suddenly smiled, "Jiang Qingyin can't find you herself...... Song Ze?"

Song Fei was stunned.

And he saw it in his eyes, paused, and continued to conclude: "I guess, he still told you that I was spying on you?"

"You-"

"Rest assured, there was no eavesdropping. Zhong Shiwan raised his hand, "Except for you, I have no interest in any of the Song family." ”

He said it casually, and Song Fei could even hear a hint of implicit arrogance and ...... Contempt?

But when he refused to divorce before, he was so polite.

Song Fei opened his mouth, but Zhong Shiwan didn't wait to say, and stood up directly: "Lunch, let's go." ”

His gaze shifted from his watch to hers, his face faint, but clearly suggesting the end of the conversation.

Shiguang Group has its own staff restaurant, and when they go down, it is just in time for the largest number of diners.

Probably because Zhong Shidui often came to eat, Song Fei chose dishes all the way over, and he didn't meet a few curious eyes. However, the "wife" that Zhong Shidui said before didn't reach the ears of others?

He seemed to sense her doubts, and tilted his head slightly: "Without my permission, no one knows about you." After speaking, he turned back, pointed to the soup area and said, "Please serve a bowl of radish short ribs." ”

Song Fei subconsciously took a step back, but saw that Zhong Shidui directly asked people to put the soup on his tray.

"This way. With that, he walked to the executive area on the other side.

"Hey, you wait. When the others turned around, she said helplessly, "I don't like turnips." ”

Zhong Shidui seemed to be a repeater: "Don't like it?"

"What am I lying to you for?" Song Fei was very distressed, and he couldn't put the soup bowl back, so he had to hold him up a little: "You...... Do you want to drink?"

Wait, does she use him as a recycling bin?

Song Fei regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but Zhong Shiwei came over a few steps, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the soup bowl reached his tray.

After lunch, Song Fei had some stomach pain.

It's not that the dishes are unpalatable, she must admit that Zhong Shidu's care for employees has been the limit she can think of, but ......

She quickly raised her eyes, and then quickly lowered them.

Can anyone give a hint as to why Zhong Shidui has been staring at her since she was eating?

After dealing with this person for so long, Song Fei would not feel that he was appreciating himself.

Do you want to ask directly? She was inexplicably irritable, and under the scrutiny that could not be ignored, she hurriedly swallowed the last few bites of food, and then ......

"Hiccup!"

Song Fei subconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes slipped to the opposite side, and Zhong Shidu's eyes were a little stunned.

"Hiccup!" She went on and on, and she couldn't stop.

Zhong Shidui suddenly laughed, poured a glass of water and pushed it over: "Drink it." ”

She didn't have time to thank her, so she gulped it down, until something finally fell in her heart.

And from beginning to end, Zhong Shiwan just watched with interest and didn't speak, and after seeing Song Fei beating his chest and slowly letting out a sigh, he suddenly said, "Am I terrible to eat so quickly?"

Song Fei was stunned for a moment, holding the cup in his hand: "It's not ......"

Zhong Shidui sighed and put the cup away for her: "Have you eaten well?"

"Alright. ”

Unexpectedly, Zhong Shidui stood up after hearing this, took her tray and sent it to the recycling office, and when she folded it back, she brought a box of fruit cuts. Everything is done naturally and properly, but it makes the people around you look sideways for no reason.

By the time she realized it, she had been pushed to the forefront.

Song Fei wanted to leave.

As soon as he said a hint, he heard Zhong Shidui say: "I still have a question." ”

"What?" she was a little wary, afraid that the other party would do something amazing again.

But this time, Zhong Shidui was ordinary: "You don't like turnips?"

"Huh?"

He seemed to frown, but still patiently explained: "Radish chop soup." ”

"That's right. Song Fei didn't know why, "I haven't liked it since I was a child, what?"

Zhong Shidu's eyes burned, but he didn't speak. He looked at Song Fei like this, and Song Fei became more and more nervous, and his thoughts crossed countless ravines, and finally converged on the tip of his tongue.

"You-"

"I still don't know you. Zhong Shidui rushed ahead, and his tone seemed to sigh, "However, it's okay ......."