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The place where Ye Zitong had breakfast was a Chinese restaurant, and the overall decoration and design gave people a feeling that spring was coming. Everywhere there are green, vibrant plants.
The simple white fungus eight-treasure porridge, accompanied by refreshing small pickles and small steamed buns, made Ye Zitong, who had eaten together in the past two days, have a great appetite, and after eating two steamed buns, with a big bowl of porridge, the deflated little belly also swelled.
Zhao Fuguo ate very little, only drank half a bowl of porridge, and then quietly watched Ye Zitong who had a big appetite to eat, Ye Zitong didn't find that he had been staring at him until he put down his chopsticks after eating, and smiled embarrassedly.
"Now that I've seen your family, can you return your ID card to me?" As soon as his stomach was full, Ye Zitong also began to get to business.
Zhao Fuguo was stunned, his face obviously sank, he turned his phoenix eyes out of the window, and asked lukewarmly, "You don't like to be with me so much?"
This time, it was replaced by Ye Zitong who was stunned, blinked, and couldn't understand where the eldest young master got his anger again, why did he suddenly turn around here? Although he was confused, he didn't think much about it.
Zhao Fuguo's handsome and charming appearance obviously attracted the attention of the women around him again, and even more so, he didn't eat anything, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and his face was not red or hot, hoping to get a little admiration.
"--- used to being looked at like this, right?" Somewhat curious, Ye Zitong couldn't help but lower his voice.
Zhao Fuguo turned his head to look at her cautious movements, his eyes rolled around, and he savored her words, and only after half a sound did he understand, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his thin lips, and even the voice he said was a little more magnetic than just now, "Are you jealous?"
"Don't... It's not funny, Ye Zitong's eyes widened, this man is really not an ordinary narcissist, you must know that it will attract this sentence, kill her, and she will not ask.
"Shy?" Zhao Fuguo refused to let her go with interest.
"Your skin is really not ordinarily thick, you wait, I won't like a man like you in the next life. Picking up a newspaper to cover the cheek on the outside side, Ye Zitong whispered disdainfully.
"Some people don't have to be disagreeable. Zhao Fuguo straightened up and raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, I'm not in a good position, I've done as you said, give me back your ID card. Ye Zitong didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he stretched out his hand and hooked his hand, signaling Zhao Fuguo to hand over his ID card.
Zhao Fuguo reached into the inner pocket of his suit, took out Ye Zitong's ID card, looked at Ye Zitong's somewhat excited smile, he shook his ID card in front of her, and in Ye Zitong's stunned eyes, he took the ID card back.
"What do you mean?" Ye Zitong immediately said dissatisfiedly.
"Even if I return my ID card to you now, do you have the money to fly back?" Zhao Fuguo smiled evilly, paused for a moment, and then continued, "And with your foreign language level, can you get a taxi to the airport?"
Ye Zitong grinded her teeth, eager to pounce on the hateful man in front of her and bite him to death, but what he said was really true, her foreign language has always been dumb English, and she can translate the general meaning when she looks at it slowly in the book, which shows how bad Keping is.
Ye Zitong has been angry since he agreed to pretend to be his girlfriend, thinking of this, how could she swallow this breath, but there was no way.
His eyes rolled, and a wicked smile rose on his cheeks, and his expression was even more vivid, with a shocked look on his face, in a volume loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, "Youaregay? Are you gay?)"
Sure enough, one sentence caused a lot of effects in the restaurant, more of which was the sound of cold inhalation, and the eyes of all women also changed from the previous love to the current disgust, and more hatred.
Ye Zitong raised his eyebrows proudly at Zhao Fuguo, sample, not all women can be bullied, it is best not to provoke Miss Ben in the future, otherwise you will feel good.
Zhao Fuguo was obviously stunned by her sudden move, but after seeing her smug eyes, he smiled indifferently, and Ben didn't have a little anger, that not without a charming smile, seeing Ye Zitong's eyes, her originally proud face also sank, damn man, I don't want him to care, it's really angry with her.
Ye Zitong's delicate little face was happy and angry for a while, so that Zhao Fuguo was pleasing to the eye, after all, the appearance of this little woman is rare, and the little mouth that was dug up was even more tempting, recalling the sweet taste, Zhao Fuguo's thin lips couldn't help but tighten.
The so-called no wind and no waves, Ye Zitong was angry, and saw a man dressed in black walking opposite, with ear-length golden hair, a tall nose, blue eyes like jewels, and a tall figure, and his whole body exuded a rare aristocratic color.
Zhao Fuguo saw Ye Zitong looking straight behind him, and before he could turn around, he saw a handsome foreign face put in front of his eyes, and then a coquettish voice like a woman came in the next second, "darling. (Translation: dear)"