Jiang Manxue was sitting on the balcony basking in the sun. She liked this place very much. There were flowers, sunshine, and easels...

Although she can't paint now, she is satisfied.

Around noon, Chen Xiaolu knocked on the door, "Miss Jiang, Mr. Fu asked you to go out for dinner."

"Oh, then I'll pack up and come down." Jiang Manxue quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Chen Xiaolu smiled and said to her, "Mr. Fu left the house earlier, and Uncle Fang will take you to a place to eat."

Jiang Manxue was a little puzzled, she could drop by, why did she leave her and go first?

"Who knows, Mr. Fu will always have some unknown quirks."

When Chen Xiaolu answered, Jiang Manxue realized that she had made complaints unknowingly.

But Chen Xiaolu's words surprised her too. In Fu Zhai these days, she has seen very clearly that other people in Fu Zhai, including Wu Ma, are very respectful to Fu Qingye and never dare to speak loudly, let alone She complained in private, but Chen Xiaolu didn't seem to shy away from these things at all, and even complained about Fu Qingye's little eccentricity...

Jiang Manxue became more and more curious.

She followed the driver, Uncle Fang, into the car. Uncle Fang let her sit in the back seat and handed her a glass of warm water. There were lyrical songs on the car stereo, and everything was very comfortable.

The place where Fu Qingye asked to eat was near the Chang'an clubhouse. It was a western restaurant.

After arriving at the place, Uncle Fang said to her kindly: "Go in quickly, Master Fu is waiting for you."

Jiang Manxue pursed her lips, and tidied her clothes facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. She always felt that this was a strange feeling, as if... It felt like she was on a date.

As soon as he entered the western restaurant, a waiter came forward, "Is this Miss Jiang? Please follow me."

Jiang Manxue was extremely surprised, "How do you know it's me?"

The waiter in the tuxedo smiled, "Master Fu said that there will be a girl who is as cute as a cat as the guest he is waiting for today. I saw it as soon as you came in, and she is right. "

Jiang Manxue blushed when she heard the waiter's words, and she was too embarrassed to ask any more questions.

He scolded Fu Qingye in his heart for being really shameless and shameless, how could he say such things to others.

Fu Qingye did not sit in the private room, but in a quiet place by the window, only a few green plants separated the eyes of others, but Jiang Manxue still saw him at a glance.

The position where he sat was not conspicuous at all, but his whole body was too conspicuous, as if when he sat there, all the light would be gathered there, making it impossible for people to look away.

Cold and arrogant, alienated, faint and unparalleled.

Independence from the world, unattainable.

Jiang Manxue walked across to him and sat down, her mind still immersed in what the waiter said just now, she didn't dare to look at Fu Qingye's face at all.

"Here we come." Fu Qingye said softly, and put down the document in his hand.

The waiter bowed politely and recommended new dishes to Jiang Manxue. While Jiang Manxue was listening carefully, Fu Qingye said, "No need to recommend foie gras, she doesn't like it."

Jiang Manxue was slightly taken aback, a little surprised, "You... how do you know that I don't like foie gras?"

The melodious sound of a violin came from not far away, and someone raised their eyebrows slightly.

The white dress of the girl on the stage was swaying, standing on the high platform, with beautiful and slender fingers, playing the violin melodiously with her eyes closed.

Fu Qingye's eyes were like black deep pools, and he suddenly chuckled, "During the charity dinner, you saw the frown on the foie gras in the meal, and I just saw it, so you probably don't like foie gras."

"Really?" Jiang Manxue asked softly, but there was a slight surprise in her eyes.

When did she frown at foie gras at a charity dinner?She couldn't remember anything at all.

"Are you surprised? This is the most basic human observation ability, but you lack it." Fu Qingye's words were light and teasing.

The red wine swayed slightly in the transparent cup, and there was a hint of coquettish taste in the scarlet. Fu Qingye raised his head and gestured to Jiang Manxue, "Drink some red wine, pre-dinner wine, it tastes good."

Jiang Manxue quietly picked up the wine glass, and lightly clinked it. The arc of her fingers was beautiful, and her beautiful face was reflected in the wine glass. The wound on her face was already healed.

"Jiang Manxue?" A surprise sounded from not far away.

Jiang Manxue's heart skipped a beat, isn't it because friends don't get together?

Zhang Mo and several women were standing not far away looking at her in surprise.

Zhang Mo was the woman who forced Jiang Manxue to shine her shoes in public at the charity meeting last time.

Because Fu Qingye turned his back to them, Zhang Mo couldn't see his appearance at all, so he automatically ignored him.

Zhang Mo and Lin Yaru are good friends, so naturally they don't like Jiang Manxue, they listen to too many gossips, and Ning Xiangkui stood up for Jiang Manxue that day and made her lose face, which immediately made her feel jealous Clashing upwards with disgust, I don't want to see Jiang Manxue even more.

She took a few steps forward, screaming.

"You have money to come here to eat? It's a man's money, right? Are you shameless? How could there be people like you? If it wasn't for the shamelessness of staying in Lu's house, if it wasn't for Lin Yaru's soft heart, she couldn't bear to drive you away. Where are you? Eligible to sit here and eat."

The most irritating thing in the world is that you are so excited and swearing there, but the person concerned is so calm. This feeling like a punch on the cotton makes me feel like a thorn in my throat, as if I suddenly changed from an object of justice to a clown generally.

Zhang Mo is like this.

She noticed that Jiang Manxue's expression hadn't changed at all, there was no hatred or excitement in her eyes, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.

On the other hand, because her voice was too sharp, people around her frequently looked sideways.

If this high-end restaurant is loud and noisy, it is indeed a bit annoying, and it also makes myself an unpopular person.

While his face was ashen, he couldn't breathe out or swallow for a while.

In fact, Jiang Manxue was a little dazed by her logical words. She didn't understand Zhang Mo's words at all. What did it mean that Lin Yaru was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to drive her away?
Why is she not qualified to sit here and eat?

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you drunk?"

Jiang Manxue put down her wine glass, said every word, frowning slightly, and asked calmly.

Zhang Mo laughed angrily, "Jiang, why are you pretending to be stupid?!"

Zhang Mo wanted to continue talking, but Fu Qingye waved his hand casually.

A waiter stepped forward, bowed and bowed, extremely respectful.

"Kick her out, and I won't receive unqualified guests in the future." His words sounded calm and without any emotion, but his voice was completely cold.

This man combined coldness and domineering into a kind of elegance, which was born with no contradictions.

Invisibly, people can surrender and obey unconsciously, and they are willing and happy.

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