If it was before, she agreed without saying a word, but now that the relationship between the two is so awkward, she really doesn't want to ......

"You still owe me two meals." Fu Lin reminded her.

Two meals?

Yes, Fu Lin came to take care of her when she was poisoned before, which is a debt.

She was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Okay, then I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Everyone said so, and she couldn't refuse, anyway, eating a meal is not a big deal.

Both of them are action-oriented, and immediately after saying that, they left the set together and drove to the restaurant.

This time I went in Fu Lin's car, and after Fu Lin opened the co-pilot's door, he helped Wen Muyao's shoulder to send her to the car before returning to the cab.

After the car drove out, a tall figure walked out of the corner of the parking lot.

"See the picture I just sent you? Send it online. Zhou Yuchen called the special assistant and said gloomily.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." The special assistant said respectfully, and Zhou Yuchen hung up the phone.

He recalled the scene where Fu Lin personally sent Wen Muyao to the car just now, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

……

In the restaurant, the two chose a window position, and after ordering, Wen Muyao began to bow his head and play with his mobile phone.

“DuangDuang。” Fu Lin tapped the plate with a fork, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Why are you so cold to me, you don't even say anything, I'm so sad." ”

Wen Muyao smiled awkwardly and put down her phone: "No, I'm just replying to a message." ”

She really didn't know how to face Fu Lin, but if the two of them didn't say anything, it would be even more embarrassing, so she had to casually pull up a topic: "Is the other drama you are filming now almost finished?" ”

"Well, it seems like there's more than a week left, I'll take a look." Fu Lin turned on his mobile phone, and after swiping it twice, he was suddenly stunned, and then the corners of his lips curled, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"What's the matter, did you call it off earlier than you expected?" Wen Muyao asked curiously.

"It's not." Fu Lin couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "We were just photographed." ”

"Huh?" Wen Muyao was startled.

Fu Lin handed her the phone, and the screen was a photo of the two of them in the parking lot just now, and he sent Wen Muyao to the car.

It can be discerned from the shooting angle that this photo was taken secretly, Wen Muyao wondered: "Is it a paparazzi?" ”

The security measures in the parking lot near the set are quite good, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be paparazzi mixed in.

She clicked on the comment area casually and saw someone asking: [Fu Lin posted an inexplicable Weibo before, what is still the one who likes you, should it be Wen Muyao. 】

[+1, I also think it's Wen Muyao.] 】

Wen Muyao frowned, returned the phone to Fu Lin, and seeing that her face was not very good-looking, the corners of Fu Lin's lips that had been raised dropped a little.

He thought for a moment and asked, "Are you upset?" If you're not happy, I'll let people take this hot search down. ”

"No, you don't." Wen Muyao shook his head.

It costs a lot of money to withdraw the hot search, and she doesn't want to owe Fu Lin any more favors.

Soon, the ordered dishes came up one after another, Fu Lin wanted to cut steak for her, Wen Muyao hurriedly dragged his plate a little here, which was a disguised refusal.

Fu Lin was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to force Wen Muyao, if he forced it too hard, he was afraid that she would scare her away.

He thought about it for a while and found a topic: "Can you tell me about your daughter?" Don't get me wrong, I just think she's cute and want to get to know her. ”