On Saturday night of the third week of January, Wang Yongren had just put his things in the Jinling International Hotel when the landline in the hotel room rang again.

"Hey."

"Yongin, let's go for supper together. Rest assured, don't drink alcohol. ”

“... Good. ”

In the face of this Miss Feng's persistence, Wang Yongren pressed his eyebrows and agreed.

To be honest, under the premise of not offending the other party and not talking about feelings, Wang Yongren really has no good way to refuse the other party's invitation.

In particular, Wang Yongren was worried about alarming the elders of the Feng family and the Su family, so as to avoid letting him pursue the plan of his little girlfriend and force majeure factors.

Everything is for the future of the little girlfriend, so be patient for the time being.

As long as he guards himself like jade, then it is impossible for the other party to get anything from him.

He didn't believe that this Miss Wind could keep playing this meaningless game.

"Duck blood vermicelli soup, soup dumplings, and potstickers are all the characteristics of this decades-old restaurant......"

After getting off the red Lamborghini, Feng Qingxi walked into a quaint snack bar with a handsome writer and introduced the food of the store with a smile.

"Miss Feng's research on food is admirable."

Listening to the introduction of the other party, Wang Yongren, who was sitting in the store, couldn't help but praise it, and his eyes fell on the table opposite.

No wonder Miss Feng has such a broad heart, and the other party's love for food can be seen.

"Do you want to say that my heart is all eaten?"

Noticing the flashing eyes of the other party, the corners of Feng Qingxi's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't care about saying the other party's innermost thoughts.

She is well aware of her strengths, and of course knows where a man's gaze often falls.

Although she sometimes dislikes her figure and feels that running is a burden, but occasionally, she also feels a little complacent.

“......”

In the face of Miss Feng's sudden charm, Wang Yongren did not answer the other party's words, but asked about the characteristics of the food: "Is the duck blood vermicelli soup here spicy?" ”

"It's about my size."

Smiling slightly, Feng Qingxi was not prepared to let the other party easily expose it.

teasing this 'cousin-in-law' made her feel a little pleasure of revenge.

"Then I may not be able to take it."

Seeing that the other party had to make inches, Wang Yongren replied with a pun.

It's so spicy, he's afraid he won't be able to last a few bites.

"Yongren, you're young, you can't be so useless, right?"

Raising the painted eyebrows, Feng Qingxi looked at the other party's abdomen with strange eyes.

"Warm and cold know themselves, and they vary from person to person."

Feeling the strength of the other party, Wang Yongren simply summarized his statement and poured a glass of water for the other party and himself.

If he hadn't met his little girlfriend in his previous life, such a pear-shaped temperamental beauty would dare to be so provocative, and Wang Yongren would not be able to make the other party not come to bed for three days.

"Hehe......"

After a simple verbal attack, seeing that this handsome writer was so upright, Feng Qingxi did not continue to tease, but talked about the customs of Jinling.

Soon, several special snacks were delivered, and the two entered the rhythm of enjoying the food.

"Beauty, I don't know if I can leave a number?"

Just as the two of them were eating, a slightly flirtatious voice sounded next to them.

Looking up at the three people at the table, Feng Qingxi pointed to the red calf on the side of the road outside the door very steadily: "You go and see that car, if you can afford it, I will go to the bar with you tonight." ”

"Yo-heh."

Seeing this hot chick so direct, the red-haired man who spoke out just now followed the other party's gesture and saw the Lamborghini outside.

While his eyes were fixed, the red-haired man saw that all the license plates on it were all 6, and his legs couldn't help but weaken.

"Third brother."

If it weren't for the support of the two younger brothers behind him, the red-haired man would have almost knelt down.

However, the red-haired man who came back to his senses struggled to break free from his little brother's support and fell to his knees: "Big... Miss, I'm sorry, I have no eyes......"

When he said this, the red-haired man did not hesitate to give himself a few slaps.

"Get out."

Eating the duck blood vermicelli soup in front of him intently, Feng Qingxi spit out a word calmly.

"I'll get out, I'll get out right ......"

Hearing the words of the eldest lady, the red-haired man who had been pardoned pulled the two little brothers who didn't know why, and rushed out of the store in a row.

And Wang Yongren, who was sitting in place and did not move, quietly watched the eldest lady opposite deal with this kind of gangster, and had to sigh in his heart that the other party's energy and communication were vast.

There is no doubt that it was not only the multimillion-dollar Lamborghini sports car that scared the red-haired man, but also the local Jinling license plate that started with the A-line.

"How's the stuff here, I didn't lie to you!"

Seeing the handsome guy writer on the other side who was not surprised, Feng Qingxi knew that the other party had guessed the reason, and the impression in his heart was a little more.

Even if he knows that this is a game for winning or losing, but to win in the end, Feng Qingxi also wants to see more shining points in this handsome writer.

I can't say, she really falls in love with each other, and it doesn't matter if they go to the end together.

"Yes, it's better than what I ate last time I came to Jinling."

On this point, Wang Yongren sincerely expressed his approval.

"If you like it, it's fine."

Recognized by the other party, Feng Qingxi's heart was inexplicably overjoyed, and it was unabashedly displayed on his face.

After eating supper, like last time, Feng Qingxi didn't dwell too much, and sent the other party back to the hotel where he stayed very happily.

"See you next time."

With a wave of his hand, Feng Qingxi stepped on the accelerator and walked away with a roar.

Back in the business suite of the hotel, Wang Yongren saw Sister Han and Sister Dong drinking tea leisurely, and asked with a smile: "Drinking tea at night, don't the two sisters sleep later?" ”

"How do you know if we're drinking green tea or black tea?"

After listening to the words of the little handsome writer, Dong Qincheng, who was dressed in an elegant floral dress and black silk, glanced at the other party charmingly, and the plump black silk she was wearing changed direction.

“......”

At noon on Sunday, before Wang Yongren, who had finished the half-day signing meeting, went to lunch, he saw a young man wearing an Armani suit come to him: "Writer Wang, I have time to have lunch together, I am a friend of Feng Qingxi." ”

"Yes."

Seeing the unquestionable 'discussion' in the other party's tone, Wang Yongren, who had already been mentally prepared, did not change his gaze, gave Sister Han who was not far away a look, and followed the other party.

As the Treant once said, trouble may be late, but it will not be absent!!

Of course, he didn't take the other party's Maserati president, but took the Mercedes-Benz of Sister Han's driver.

All the way back to the International Hotel, Wang Yongren's impression of the Armani youth was a little better.

At least, although the other party is a little domineering, he also takes care of the feelings of the 'opponent'.

"My name is Fold Feng, and I have the Fold in the clouds."

Entering the box, the graceful Zhe Xifeng took the lead in introducing his identity.