Thinking of this possibility, Fu Zhenjiang suddenly couldn't sit still.

He walked back and forth in the office with his phone.

He was thinking about whether he should talk to Shi Yue directly about marriage or should he talk to Shi Qian first, if he wanted to talk, what should he do to show his sincerity, of course, his sincerity is to tie Shi Qian and Fu Yuheng together forever, and in the end he decided to talk to Shi Qian first.

Leng Buding received his call, and Shi Qian couldn't help but feel nervous.

In the face of Fu Yuheng, she has no scruples, but in the face of Fu Zhenjiang, she still has a certain amount of pressure.

She came to the café near Shi's house at the appointed time.

As soon as I entered the café, I saw Fu Zhenjiang in the corner.

Fu Zhenjiang, who is middle-aged, has a mature and stable body that young men do not have, and his tough and elegant handsome face is especially liked by little girls, so the waitress in the café frequently casts curious glances at him, and it is difficult to associate him with the evil god that is rumored in the outside world from his appearance alone.

Shi Qian had seen Fu Zhenjiang a few times before.

She was no stranger to him, and even so, she had to admit that he was a man with a particularly masculine charm.

The calm indifference on his body after going through thousands of sails is far beyond Fu Yuheng's.

To put it mildly, she felt that Fu Zhenjiang was more attractive than his son.

The most important thing is that he has a clear mind and clear eyes, unlike Fu Yuheng, a bastard...... When Shi Qian looked at Fu Zhenjiang, Fu Zhenjiang was also looking at her.

As Shao Huating said, she and Lian Zhi are completely different personalities.

Renzhi's favorite color is pure white, while Shishi's favorite color is flaming red.

She was wearing a red dress, high heels, long brown chestnut curls permed, and her bright and flamboyant face lined her whole person like the scorching sun to instantly illuminate the gloomy café.

He believed that with the charm of the shallow time, it would be a matter of time before he took down his stupid son.

"Uncle, do you have something to look for me?"

Shi Qian sat down across from him, his bright cheeks filled with puzzlement and doubt.

Fu Zhenjiang waved his hand.

The café waiter immediately walked over.

"What do you drink?" Fu Zhenjiang asked.

Shi Qian said: "A cup of black coffee and durian mille-feuille cake." ”

"Do you like black coffee?" Fu Zhenjiang looked at her in astonishment and surprise.

Shi Qian nodded and said: "It's a little hard to accept at first, but after a long time, I'm used to it, maybe it's because of the durian mille-feuille, by the way, you don't mind the smell of durian, right?" ”

"Do you like to eat durian?" Fu Zhenjiang looked surprised, "Our family Yuheng also likes to eat durian, and there has been a smell of durian at home all year round over the years, which has caused me to become numb to its smell now!" ”

Shi Qian smiled and changed the topic: "Did you ask me to come today?" ”

She doesn't like and isn't used to talking about Fu Yuheng with others.

Fu Zhenjiang nodded and said, "I really have something I want to talk to you about when I asked you out today, but before that, I want to ask you, have you liked to eat durian since you were a child?" ”

"I've loved it since I was a kid."

Durian is Shi Qian's favorite, but she really didn't know that Fu Yuheng also fell in love with eating durian, so when Fu Zhenjiang just said that their family has a smell of durian all year round, she was particularly surprised and surprised.