"Cut, even if my sister can't move, a phone call goes out, and there are many people who want to cook for me. Even if she said so, the first person she thought of in her heart was him Xia Fanhua.

The two returned to the previous mode of getting along, Xia Fanhua forgot the inexplicable feelings when he received a call from An Qi in the company, and An Qi also left Yan Xiyao's matter behind.

In the end, Xia Fanhua obediently entered the kitchen and started cooking, Anqi sat outside and looked at Xia Fanhua's back, smiling triumphantly.

Fight with my sister, you are really too tender

Xia Fanhua and An Qi sat quietly at the dining table, eating by themselves, sure enough, Lin Jingxuan had come here to eat in the past two days, and now that there was no presence on the table, the atmosphere had finally improved.

Suddenly, Angel remembered something and asked out loud.

"Xia Fanhua, my new book is printed, you say, do I want to hold a press conference" It stands to reason that she doesn't want to do it, and her foot is injured again, so she doesn't want to do it anymore, but for the benefit of the company, she wants to hold a press conference again.

If the publishing house itself had nothing to do with her, she wouldn't have thought about doing any troublesome book launches, and she wanted to do this entirely because the publishing house she worked for was owned by Xia Fanhua.

"If you want to do it, if you don't want to do it, you can't do it, what is there to think about" Xia Fanhua said very directly, but the fact is also true, Anqi himself is not short of that money, and he doesn't care about that money.

"When will the book be released" Xia Fanhua suddenly asked, although An Qi was his author, he didn't care about it at all, and he himself didn't know when An Qi's book was on the market.

Angel bit her chopsticks while desperately recalling what day Luo Luo told her before, and she didn't seem to remember much

Seeing An Qi biting the chopsticks with an expression of wanting to swallow the chopsticks, Xia Fanhua really had the urge to shoot her to death, but this was only for thinking about it.

After a long while, Xia Fanhua asked, "Don't you remember it yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Qi glared at him fiercely, and then said angrily: "I'm about to remember, you interrupted me again, and now I don't know"

Xia Fanhua was speechless for an instant, looking at An Qi with a stunned expression, how could she still be like this, her skills in playing scoundrels have really improved a lot

"Okay, you continue, I'll eat" Xia Fanhua finally chose the smartest way to remain silent

After a while, Angel said slowly: "I remember, it's Saturday this week."

Xia Fanhua stopped the chopsticks in his hand, looked at An Qi and said with a slight sneer: "This Saturday, are you sure you went"

"Why don't you go" Anqi actually already knows what Xia Fanhua means, but she is just a dead duck with a hard mouth, and she has to go against Xia Fanhua.

Xia Fanhua was not annoyed or angry, looked at An Qi for a while, and couldn't help but smile and ask: "When the time comes, you will go with a limp foot, whether those reporters care about you or what they want, they will always ask you how your foot hurts."

"En" Angel nodded, this is normal, there is no problem

"Then how are you going to explain it at that time, is it that you wrote too hard and didn't pay attention to it, causing you to accidentally fall and get injured while walking, or that you went out to play too high, and you were too excited to fall and get hurt?"