Wen Yabao looked at the lemon tart that Fu Shiye had dug up, and suddenly began to look forward to Fu Shiye's craftsmanship so much.

He liked the taste.

"Wine and wine coming-of-age ceremony, I also sent you an invitation card, ask me to pass it on, please be sure to appreciate your face."

Fu Shiye took the invitation card out of his pocket and put it on the stack of newspapers.

"I'm not going! When did Mr. Fu become Miss He's spokesperson? She wants to invite me to come by herself, and I refuse to borrow the hand of others. ”

Wen Yabao picked up the invitation card from the newspaper and stuffed it in his jacket pocket, "Mr. Fu is used to going over the wall, don't you plan to go to the front door in the future?" ”

Congratulatory wine coming-of-age ceremony, Wen Yabao did not want to go.

It shouldn't be her circle, and it's not interesting to melt hard.

"You promised her last time."

"She also said that she would personally send me an invitation card."

Wen Yabao's sudden stubbornness successfully made Fu Shiye's eyebrows twitch fiercely.

"I also bother Mr. Fu how to get it, and how to send it to Miss He. Mr. Fu asked me to accompany you, the love between us has nothing to do with Miss He's insincere invitation card. ”

Wen Yabao made the distinction between He Jiujiu and Fu Shiye very clear, "The love between you since childhood has nothing to do with me, even if I am jealous and makes my little temperament better, lest Mr. Fu be unable to explain to Mr. He." ”

"Okay."

Fu Shiye didn't say much, and tacitly agreed that Wen Yabao would go with him, "Let Secretary Su prepare clothes, what style do you like?" ”

"Mr. Fu just help me decide, my size Secretary Su shouldn't be difficult to know."

Wen Yabao is not interested in styling, and everything she wears is pretty much the same anyway.

In the past, it was my aunt who made the decision about what kind of clothes to wear on what occasion, and my aunt knew better than her.

Now, it is appropriate to give this task to Fu Shiye's secretary.

After all, it was Fu Shiye who was dressed inappropriately and was disgraced.

But for Fu Shiye to support the scene, it is even more inappropriate to hurt her wallet, which has been deflated to the point of being skinny.

No, for Fu Shiye's reason to spend money.

What's more, I still participate in the coming-of-age ceremony of congratulatory wine.

Theoretically, that is her serious "rival in love".

Wen Yabao didn't care, just blindly invited Fu Shiye back to the terrace outside his room.

"Go downstairs for dinner."

"I lose weight, don't have to wait for me."

Wen Yabao seemed to deliberately avoid it, and Fu Shiye had no choice but to turn back to the terrace outside his room.

"I placed an order for several cactus balls, Mr. Fu will turn them over next time, be careful."

Wen Yabao raised a wicked smile, "I'm going to be hurt by the scum, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Fu Shiye leaned against the wall.

Accustomed to Wen Yabao's little willfulness, she would really feel uncomfortable if she didn't do it.

"When will it arrive?" Fu Shiye was very interested.

"At the door, let Uncle Tang deign to help me sign for it, contribute to the greening of Mr. Fu's house, and trouble Mr. Fu to settle the bill?"

Wen Yabao's unceremonious did not anger Fu Shiye at all, "Do you have any other orders?" Miss Wen. ”

"If Mr. Fu is free, make a lemon tart and try it, the wine said that the lemon tart you make is the best in the world, I am very curious about her taste."

Kicking his nose on his face, he is talking about the current Wen Yabao.

"Okay."

Fu Shiye looked responsive, and the accident was a little pleasing to the eye.

I didn't ask for anything too much.

This surprised Wen Yabao.

Fu Shiye went downstairs, and Wen Yabao continued to study the old score at hand.