After Wen Qiao drove Li Manqing back to Fu's house, she called Fu Jing.

This time it's a phone call, not a message.

Fu Jing also picked it up, and it wasn't slow, but after he picked it up, Wen Qiao heard other people talking on his side, as if they were in a meeting.

At other times, she might pretend to be empathetic, but today her emotions are really not good, she can't control it at all, and she doesn't want to control it, so she just said, "Fu Jing, let's live together."

Not to mention that they are engaged, even if they are boyfriend and girlfriend and live together, Wen Qiao feels that she is not at all okay when she says this, in fact, this kind of thing should have been taken by a man, but now that it is replaced by her, it seems that she has to stick it up.

But it doesn't matter anymore, she just wants to stick it.

She's been posted until now.

Fu Jing didn't expect such a thunderstorm when he answered the phone, he paused, "Let's talk about this matter again."

Wen Qiao didn't give up, "What do you mean by talking about it? Say no more, just answer me now, okay or no?"

After she finished speaking, she didn't give Fu Jing a chance to think about it, and said, "Forget it, I'll answer for you, I'll move to your apartment today, I know you're in a meeting, so I won't bother you first, that's all."

Then cut off the phone directly, although Fu Jing was puzzled, he didn't call her again to ask her what was going on.

Because he has more important matters to attend to on his side.

In the evening, Fu Jing made an appointment for dinner, this time he was the east, so the place to eat was set by him, this time when he set it, he suddenly remembered the scene of Zhou Luo eating sweet and sour pork ribs and the lotus root.

inexplicably booked a place to eat with Gu Shennian last time.

Cheng Sheng was also present at the dinner this time, and his main role was to help Fu Jing block the wine, but Fu Jing himself did drink a lot today, fortunately, he didn't drink badly, and he could still deal with it, but he went to the toilet more often.

When he got up to go to the toilet for the second time, he didn't expect to meet Zhou Luo.

Today, Zhou Luo was alone, sitting in a small private room, and the door of the private room was not closed, so it was easy for people outside to see the situation inside.

Fu Jing didn't expect to meet her here, let alone order the two dishes she had eaten before.

It's just that this time I ate it was the last time, and my expression was obviously very different.

How excited I liked it last time, how disgusted I was this time.

She ate it, but spit it out directly, frowning, with a puzzled expression on her face, as if she didn't expect it to be so unpalatable.

Then, she bit again, but the result was still the same, and she spit it out again.

The puzzled expression on his face became even heavier.

Immediately, she looked up at the door, probably looking for the waiter here, but she didn't expect to see Fu Jing standing there.

He leaned there with his arms folded, his face looking like he had just finished enjoying a wonderful play.

This time she was surprised, but she wasn't surprised for long, and it was just an instant.

She didn't mean to take the initiative to talk to Fu Jing.

She always remembered what he had said, and he didn't want to have contact with her unless he was on business.

She remembers.

Fu Jingxiang forgot about this stubble, he walked in with his feet up, and glanced at the dish she disliked, "Not to your taste? Didn't you like it last time?"

Zhou Luo didn't answer, and he didn't want to answer, and at this time, the waiter happened to walk in.

She couldn't wait to ask, "Why is this time different from the last time?" taste."

"Have you changed chefs?"

The waiter looked puzzled when asked, and only replied after a while, "No, it's always been the same one."

Fu Jing doesn't understand Zhou Luo, what's going on?

When did she care so much about what she ate?

But to his surprise, he heard her say, "Can you take me there?"