After being reborn, I married a hot search boss

For this reason, Song Yibai was still a little depressed.

Can't this Fu Qiming give her a chance to show herself?
Anyway, I won't laugh at him, he doesn't need to be so omnipotent.

After handing over the menu to the waiter, Fu Qiming noticed Song Yibai's resentful eyes, and couldn't help asking her, "What's wrong?"

"No, I just think you are too good, and you don't really need to be so good."

Song Yibai spoke seriously, and even patted Fu Qiming's flattery just right.

The person opposite seemed to be in a good mood, looking at the obviously guilty person with great interest.

"is it?"

"Of course, you see when I lied to you, right?"

Song Yibai smiled and rolled his eyes, the smile on his face was bright and flamboyant, inexplicably attracting attention.

"You have the final say." Fu Qiming had no choice but to compromise.

Although he knew that Song Yibai's words didn't have a bit of truth, he didn't choose to delve into it.

The smile on Song Yibai's face became brighter because of Fu Qiming's words.

And he was in a good mood and introduced to Fu Qiming what fun things there are in country e.

It looked like a child showing off his toys. In fact, Fu Qiming had been to most of the places Song Yibai mentioned, but he still listened carefully to what Song Yibai said.

Song Yibai didn't know how long he hadn't chatted with others so freely, and he talked endlessly when he talked.

If the waiter hadn't come to serve the food, Song Yibai wouldn't have stopped at all.

But at the moment of delicious food, Song Yibai decided to settle the food in front of him first and then tell Fu Qiming about it.

Looking at the "lady" who was competing with spaghetti, Fu Qiming almost laughed out loud.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, showing that he was in a good mood.

Song Yibai complained while eating: "I think spaghetti should be eaten with chopsticks, it's very troublesome to eat with such a slippery fork."

"I'll ask the waiter to get it for you."

A restaurant as big as this here doesn't even have a pair of chopsticks, and even if it doesn't, Fu Qiming will find a way to have it.

As a result, before Fu Qiming could speak, Song Yibai waved his hands again and again.

"I'm joking with you, it's not to the point where you have to use chopsticks, don't embarrass the waiter."

This is a traditional western restaurant, Song Yibai thinks it is impossible for chopsticks to appear here.

It's okay to think about this idea, there is no need to practice it.

Seeing that Fu Qiming was about to get up, Song Yibai also got up to stop him, but Song Yibai didn't notice the waiter who came behind to bring them drinks.

In the process of standing up, he bumped into the waiter, and Song Yibai was splashed with orange juice, all three of them were stunned for a while.

Before Song Yibai could react, Fu Qiming came over with a frown: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, but the clothes are a bit difficult to handle."

Song Yibai was wearing a light pink dress, and the marks on it were particularly obvious after being splashed by the drink.

Only then did the waiter come to his senses: "I'm sorry miss, I'm really sorry, can I pay you for the dry cleaning fee, I'm really sorry."

"No, no, it's not your fault. Who made me stand up suddenly?"

Song Yibai felt nothing, and quickly comforted the flustered waiter.

After she got acquainted with Tang Ying, she realized how hard it is to work as a waiter in a restaurant.

A small salary is still a trivial matter, but if you encounter difficult customers, it will be a real disaster.

So under normal circumstances, if the waiter made some small mistakes, Song Yibai would not embarrass the waiter too much.

Just smiled and told him not to worry, and he would not report him because of this.

While talking, a coat covered the top of his head.

Song Yibai hurriedly took off his coat, only to realize that it was the clothes that Fu Qiming had been putting on the back of the chair.

I didn't understand why Fu Qiming did this, but when I looked back at him, I realized that Fu Qiming's eyes were so helpless: .

"You're a little self-conscious."

"What's wrong?" Is there something wrong with what I did?But I really don't want to embarrass the waiter.

Seeing her innocent expression, Fu Qiming's mouth twitched: "The clothes are too thin."

Because the temperature in Country E is much hotter than in China, Song Yibai also dressed very coolly.

Now when it is poured with orange juice, even the camisole inside can be seen clearly.

Song Yibai lowered his head and glanced at himself before he understood what Fu Qiming meant, his face was quickly blushing.

If Fu Qiming hadn't said it, she really didn't notice this problem.

Gathering the clothes under her body, she was full of gratitude to Fu Qiming: "I'll go to the toilet to deal with it."

Song Yibai left in a hurry, and the waiter was still at a loss for what to do. After being glanced at by Fu Qiming, he felt a chill down his spine.

"gentlemen……"

"Go find her a dress, anything."

Although I have my own clothes to cover it, it will definitely not be comfortable to wear wet clothes.

The waiter nodded hurriedly, and quickly went to find clothes for Song Yibai.

Fu Qiming sat down with a sigh. For the first time, he realized that his self-control was so poor.

Fortunately, her appearance was not seen by too many people just now, otherwise Fu Qiming didn't know if he could control himself.

This is all to blame for the short-sighted waiter, and Song Yibai was a little too generous to let this person go so easily.

But Song Yibai had already said it was fine, Fu Qiming would be too hypocritical if he cares about it any more, so he could only sit irritatedly and wait for Song Yibai to come out.

The waiter quickly found a brand new white shirt and was going to send it to Song Yibai. This is the matching clothes in the store's unified system.

Although it is not a famous brand, but the quality is passable.

This is already the best clothes the waiter can find in the shortest time.

The bathrooms in the restaurant are all single rooms, and the waiter knocked on the only bathroom with a locked door.

"Miss, I found you a clean dress, I hope you can use it."

Song Yibai slightly opened a gap in the bathroom, and stretched out his hand to take the clothes: "Thank you."

Looking at the snow-white arm, and thinking of the picture he just saw, the looming scenery under the wet clothes, the waiter subconsciously stretched out his hand against the door that was about to close.

Song Yibai was a little surprised, and asked him with some doubts: "Is there anything else? If not, I will close the door."

"Miss, do you need me to help you change your clothes? Your clothes look complicated."

The waiter swallowed his saliva and pushed the door much harder.

Song Yibai was startled, and hurriedly wanted to close the door.

"Don't bother you, I can change it myself, please go out."

But how could a thin and weak person like Song Yibai be a match for a tall and burly man in strength?

This person was half a head taller than Fu Qiming, Song Yibai couldn't hold up to the bathroom door at all.

Seeing that the other party was about to come in, Song Yibai found his phone in a panic and wanted to call Fu Qiming.

But at the same time as the movement, the strength to reach the door is also much smaller.

The man took the opportunity to squeeze in, and even locked the door behind him, "Miss, you're welcome, let me help you change your clothes."

"Please get out and don't touch me!"

The slender wrist was grabbed, Song Yibai struggled vigorously, but it didn't help.

The flimsy clothes on his body that hadn't been changed at all couldn't stand the other party's tearing, and he tore them apart quickly, exposing a large piece of snow-white skin to the air.

Song Yibai didn't know if he got through to Fu Xiu's phone number, so he could only try his best to call for help and struggle.

Even if he failed to dial Fu Qiming's number, passers-by could still hear him.

"Let go of me, I will call the police!" Song Yibai hoped to use the power of the police to deter the other party.

But the other party was obviously unmoved, one hand grabbed Song Yibai's both hands, and the other hand directly stretched out to Song Yibai's face.

"Miss, I advise you to cooperate."

Seeing that the other party was about to extend his hand to Song Yibai's body, Song Yibai's fear reached its peak.

Tears were pooled in the eyes, and they were about to fall.

"Song Yibai! Where are you!"

Fu Qiming's voice sounded outside the door, full of anxiety, he shouldn't have let Song Yibai leave alone just now.

"Fu..."

Before he could say a word, his mouth was covered by the rough man.

There was only a small whimper in his mouth, Song Yibai wasn't sure if Fu Qiming could hear his own voice.

Just when Song Yibai was about to despair, the bathroom door was kicked open, and the expression on Fu Qiming's face was terribly distorted.

Seeing Song Yibai in disheveled clothes and the man who suppressed her made Fu Qiming's anger reach a fixed point.

The man also realized that the current situation was too dangerous, so the hand covering Song Yibai's mouth turned around and grabbed Song Yibai's neck.

"Don't come here, I'll strangle her to death!"

There were signs of hypoxia on Song Yibai's face, Fu Qiming clenched his fist, he had to consider Song Yibai's safety.

"Let her go!"

"move back!"

Song Yibai's face at the corner of his eyes had turned a little purple, Fu Qiming had no choice but to take two steps back, and the man loosened his grip slightly.

He was just obsessed with sex and wanted to take advantage of it, and he didn't want to cause death because of it.

As long as Fu Qiming can let him go, he will not do anything to Song Yibai.

"Stand back, this position is not safe enough, step back a little more."

Song Yibai has completely lost his strength, so he can only still be at the mercy of the other party.

Because Fu Qiming was worried about Song Yibai's safety, he didn't dare to make more tests, so he could only resign himself to his fate and retreat.

However, the location cleverly blocked the direction of the gate.

The man's face became ugly, and he was about to let Fu Qiming get out of the way again.

I never thought that Fu Qiming would rush over so quickly that the man had no time to dodge.

In a panic, he pushed Song Yibai out as a shield, and wanted to run away.

But before he even left the gate, he was subdued by the bodyguards who secretly followed Fu Qiming.

Fu Qiming took Song Yibai, whose legs were weak, into his arms, and only looked at the person in front of him with his eyes.

"Song Yibai, how are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?"