Your Miss Su is blackened

Hearing this, Shi Zheng stopped holding the tableware.

She raised her eyes to meet his gaze: "Boss Fu is talking about a scalpel? Plastic surgery?"

Fu Moxing's thin lips overflowed with a word: "En."

After hearing his "hmm", she smiled immediately: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Fu, my face has been moved except for the eyes."

Because of the fire caused by the explosion, her face was destroyed.

If she wanted to restore her appearance, she had to undergo plastic surgery again and again, and she had to bear it no matter the pain or pain.

Every time the scalpel was cut on her body, her hatred for Fu Moxing increased.

In order to adapt to the identity of "Shizheng" after recovering, all her face was adjusted according to Shizheng.

Only those eyes belonged to the original Su Wan.

Shi Zheng stared at Fu Moxing with a gentle face, and did not see any expression fluctuations on his face after he finished speaking.

She smiled and asked, "Boss Fu just now...why did you ask that?"

His black eyes were deep, and when his lips were opened and closed, his eyes were slightly dark: "Miss Shi's eyes are very similar to my wife's."

"So that's how it is." After the words fell, Shi Zheng stared at him and bent her lips: "Mr. Fu must love your wife very much, right? We haven't met for a long time, and we've already talked about your wife twice. "

The man looked complicated, and said softly, "Let's have dinner."

After the words fell, he picked up the tableware in hand and started to eat.

Shi Zheng didn't take the initiative to find topics anymore.

The taste of this restaurant is light, and the fried dishes are basically fragrant, and there is no chili in any dish.

From the corner of his eyes, Fu Moxing caught a glimpse of her eating with gusto, and couldn't help but think of Su Wan.

Su Wan likes spicy food.

However, the dishes this Miss Shi ate were bland, almost not spicy at all.

The eyes are indeed very similar, but she is not Su Wan after all.

The man felt a little lost.

10 minutes later, lunch is almost done.

Fu Moxing put down the tableware and looked at the woman opposite: "Miss Shi, do you want some dessert?"

"No, I don't like sweets."

He stared at her, and almost immediately remembered...

Su Wan doesn't like sweets either.

Fu Moxing felt that the things he had decided on suddenly changed again.

The kite in front of her sometimes looks like her, sometimes not like her.

Who is she? !

While the man was thinking, a mobile phone rang in the air.

It's kite.

After looking at the caller ID, she answered, "Ah Che, I'm eating, and you interrupted my meal."

"..."

"Let's talk about this matter later, hang up first."

"..."

"Bye-Bye."

Just like that, Shi Zheng hung up the phone.

Fu Moxing stared at Shizheng, sizing her up without hesitation, thinking of the "Ache" she just yelled.

His intonation and articulation were almost exactly the same as Su Wan's.

Who is she? !

After putting down the phone, Shi Zheng raised her eyes.

She bumped into the man's deep eyes unconsciously, and then asked with a smile, "Boss Fu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Fu Moxing ignored her question, and asked suspiciously, "Was it Jiang Che who talked to you just now?"

Probably because he didn't expect him to be so straightforward, Shi Zheng showed a surprised look on his face.

But soon, the woman showed a just right smile on her face, and her tone was slow: "I don't need to tell Mr. Fu about my personal affairs, right? We've only met for the first time, so you're not mine."