Mrs. Erye is acting like a demon again

Chapter 68 Brother Ning

After eating, the two of them nestled on the sofa and watched two movies. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Fu Qing had no intention of leaving.

"Fu Qing, do you want to stay for dinner?"

"Okay!" he replied almost out of his mouth.

Lin Junyi felt that Fu Qing had this plan from the very beginning, and she just asked about loneliness.

"Then I'll cook!" She left Fu Qing's arms but was held tightly by him.

"You will?" There were some doubts in the cold pool-like eyes, but he was expecting her answer from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't underestimate me, I have learned a lot from Aunt Liu in Yiyuan!" She let go of his hand and hopped into the kitchen.

Fu Qing lowered his head and laughed, the joy in his eyes was about to overflow.

After picking up the phone and sending a message, he crossed his hands behind his head and stared at the pure white ceiling in a daze.

Song Zirou in the coffee shop on the other side became furious when he saw the message from Fu Qing.

Looking at the man beside him, he shook his arm coquettishly, "Brother Ning..."

"I'll give you three seconds to change back!" The man was wearing an Italian handmade custom-made black shirt, with his sleeves rolled up to reveal his fair arms, and he never took his eyes off the document in front of him while speaking.

"Brother Fu Qing is so irritating. There is nothing more sad than not being able to return home!" she complained.

He had already sacrificed precious sleep time to let them be alone, and now he would not let her go back all night!
The man raised his head and frowned slightly, with a pair of evil and charming phoenix-tailed eyes, and the thick eyelashes were upturned with a unique elegance.

"It's rare for his character to make you angry." He chuckled and continued, "Tell me what's going on!"

Song Zirou told Ning Ye the ins and outs of the incident, some of which were slightly embellished.

"Fu Qing fell into her hands." Ning Ye said as if taking care of himself.

"It's hard to take advantage of his wife's troubles! Don't complain." He smiled and continued to read the documents.

"Brother Ning, I haven't seen you for a year, and you've changed a lot."

"Really?" He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and asked softly, "Tell me something changed, Rou Rou."

soft...

He used to call himself Xiaorou or Zirou.

The person sitting in front of him must be a fake Brother Ning Ye.

"I feel that your speech is different from before!"

"Rourou... People change, just like you, if you had gone back to the dormitory a year ago to find Fu Qing's theory."

"Really? Maybe." She took a sip of coffee and fell silent again.

Today he suddenly told himself that Lai Rongdu was on a business trip to get together, only to find that he only called himself when he arrived.

Although I had the best relationship with him, it was a bit embarrassing for him to be busy with business all the time.

Song Zirou dragged her cheeks and looked out the window, thinking about what to talk about.

"Let's go."

Song Zirou turned around and realized that Ning Ye had packed up the documents and walked outside at some point.

Just after leaving the coffee shop, she smiled and said to Ning Ye with her hands behind her back, "Brother Ning Ye, see you next time!"

"Wait a moment!"

Song Zirou turned around and the smile on his face narrowed a bit, "Is there anything else?"

"Accompany me to meet someone." After the words fell, he sat straight into the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Song Zirou followed him into the car like a deflated balloon.

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As soon as Ning Ye got out of the car, someone greeted him respectfully: "Director"

Ning Ye nodded and led Song Zirou forward without saying a word. After entering the hall, the secretary came up to him and whispered something in his ear. There was a bit of softness in his dark eyes.

"You go to the lounge and wait for a while, and I will take you to dinner after the talk."

"Got it!" she said moodily.

Song Zirou was taken by the secretary to a room where there were several hazelnut cakes on the table.

"Miss Song, just take a break and call me if you need anything!"

"It's troublesome."

After the secretary stepped back, Song Zirou ate two cakes and thought about the dinner later, and put down the fork decisively, and walked around the room a few times to digest the calories.

(End of this chapter)