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Song Mo walked along the bluestone bricks, came to the end, and finally saw the cafΓ© that Fang Xing said.
She walked to the door, just casually searching, and found someone.
The young man looked back, got up, and walked towards her.
You don't need to look for it deliberately, you just need to look at the one with the best appearance in the audience, and you will naturally see people.
"Coming?" He handed her the menu, "Whatever you want, I'll please." β
"Well, you're welcome."
Song Mo asked for a glass of lemonade.
For her, there is no difference between good tea and plain water.
"Tell me something, I saw this." She handed him a screenshot of the hot search blog post.
Fang Xing lowered his eyes, and then understood.
From the moment he saw the hot search, he knew that if Song Yi wanted to completely clear the cause of the accident, this car accident was not his original intention to be the best.
This whitewashed hot search will be released sooner or later.
"I think the man who was doing his hands and feet in the car was coming for me." Song Mo said his judgment, "And...... It has to do with my abilities. β
Fang Xing's face was calm.
He knew, she was smart enough to think of this sooner or later.
"Well, I have something to tell you."
Exactly, straight to the point.
He put his phone on the table, "I also found something, and as you suspected, someone deliberately planned the accident." β
Song Mo took the phone and looked at the evidence, shocked.
For the first time, she wished she could remember something a little more and not be so helpless when she noticed a pair of black hands behind her.
"Actually, you don't need to worry so much." Fang Xing comforted her, "If you think about it, their purpose doesn't seem like they want your life. β
Song Mo raised his head.
"If you want to kill one of you, there are thousands of ways in this world, and you can't live until now." Fang Xing took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, "Now it seems that the other party has temporarily stopped for some reason." β
There was a trace of temperature on the back of his hand, and Song Mo was a little relieved.
"I don't want to sit still." She said.
She didn't want to wait for someone in the shadows to do something to someone she cared about.
"I know." Fang Xing was very calm.
He knew that she liked to take the initiative on her own.
Fang Xing just pushed the lemonade she ordered to her, "Drink some ice, calm down." β
Song Mo hugged the cup and took a sip.
Cool.
The heart seems to be much quieter.
Seeing that she calmed down, Fang Xing continued, "It's better to be prepared than to worry about the murderer behind the scenes. Sister Shengsheng taught you self-defense techniques, how are you practicing? β
"Enough for girls my age. But if the opponent is taller and stronger than me, I can't beat it. Song Mo reported.
She is a halfway monk, not seeking to be able to fight a hundred, but to be able to protect herself in the face of a strong enemy.
Now it seems that she is far from enough.
Fang Xing looked at his watch, "It's not too early, let's go eat, I'll take you to a place after eating." β
"Where?" Her eyes lit up.
Fang Xing just made a gesture, "Leave some mystery first, okay?" β
"What if you're going to sell me?"
The girl touched her chin, her eyes rolled, and suddenly they became sharp. But the little playfulness in the words still exposed her thoughts.
"I can't bear it."
Song Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly.
She was just making a small joke, but Fang Xing seemed to take it seriously.
"You treat me like a family heirloom, so protective." She snorted, intending to get the topic off the hook.
"Hmm."
Fang Xing rubbed her head and didn't say anything more.
"The place is around here, let's walk over there."
"Okay." Song Mo followed.
The two walked along the ancient street, without saying a word.
Song Mo didn't dare to speak anymore, she understood that Fang Xing would always tease her intentionally or unintentionally.
What if she speaks again and he flirts with her again?
It's just that she didn't speak, but Fang Xing spoke, "Can I call you Xiao Ling?" β
"Why?"
"That's what I called you when I knew you before." He talked about the past as if he were chattering.
Song Mo suddenly became interested, "I used to?" β
"Your former adoptive father, surnamed Ling, your name is Ling Yimo. I'll call you Little Zero. β
"Just say your last name?"
She used to call her Xiaoling as Ling, just like a supervisor calling her interns, which was too sloppy.
"It's not." Fang Xing looked away.
It was a precocious little girl who annoyed him for a week, and he only thought of the title, and he couldn't change it after a long time.
"What was I like before?"
"It's not much different from now, it's shorter than what I see you now." Fang Xing thought for a moment.
"Huh?" Song Mo was slightly annoyed.
Of course, her height at this age is getting taller and taller every year, what is the answer?
The two eventually stopped in front of a restaurant with a retro dΓ©cor.
At this point in time, there are already many diners in the restaurant.
When the two arrived at the front desk, Fang Xing knocked on the table at the front desk, "I set the location, the surname is Fang, and the end number of the mobile phone is ****." β
"Mr. Fang, please follow me." The waiter politely led the two to their seats.
Fang Xing's reserved location is the last empty table in the entire store, with four seats.
After the two sat down, they began to discuss what to eat.
Just then, another passer-by entered the store.
Two people, one man and one woman.
"Miss, are there any vacancies?" The young man stepped forward and asked.
The front desk shook his head, "I'm sorry, but those two over there are already the last seats booked." β
"That's it." The young man pressed the waist of the woman next to him and glanced over there.
The man can't see his face, but the chick's appearance is not bad.
Song Mo also noticed that someone was looking over here, and the four eyes were facing each other for only a second, so she lowered her head and continued to look at the menu.
Jiangqi City's famous gentleman's son, Jiang Shaoye, the cousin of Sister Shaorong.
Grandpa reminded her to stay away from these people.
Noticing that her gaze was shifting, Fang Xing wondered, "What are you looking at?" β
Without waiting for Song Mo to answer, he knew the reason, Jiang Shaoye was already standing beside the two of them.
"Do you have any friends?" He asked.
Fang Xing raised his eyes with an unkind expression, "No, what's wrong?" β
He had long heard Jiang Shaowei mention this cousin, who had no success in his career, but he had outstanding achievements in the love field, and he was a family bastard who spent all his time drinking.
"Can we share a table?" His face was facing him, but his eyes were glancing at the person across from him.
The slender female companion standing next to him also had a bad face.
Holding one in his arms and thinking of the other in his heart, he is worthy of being a prodigal son in love.
"No, you can't." Fang Xing directly refused.
"It's not impossible." Song Mo stood up and sat down beside Fang Xing, then stretched out his hand to the place where he was sitting, "Please." β
Fang Xing straightened his back, squeezed the menu, raised his hand and clenched his fist and coughed lightly twice.
Intuition told him that Song Mo had come up with a little trick to deal with people again.
Sure enough, the girl's eyes shining with stars when she looked at him.
It's in a hurry to get on the shelves today, and it's more than five chapters, ge
(End of chapter)