Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Blackmailed him with a limited-edition luxury car and unequal treaties in exchange for a cup of coffee she invited.

Han shouted so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, he just felt that every sip of coffee was a pain to breathe.

The blame is only for the bad idea of ​​the assistant, thinking of some stupid reason to lie to the little girl, causing him to be cheated instead of being wronged, and the assistant's salary will be deducted when he goes back!

Wen Qingyue bought a good car and drove around the square happily. It was dark early in winter, and it was only nearly five o'clock, and the sky was gloomy. There were many people in the square, children and old people, young people like her There are fewer people.

With the cold wind blowing, Wen Qingyue gathered her coat, walked into the hot drink shop on the street, bought a cup of hot drink to warm her hands, and sat on a bench by the square to rest.

A group of people gathered together a few meters away, and after ten seconds, the sound of the guitar sounded, and the cheerful melody was accompanied by sweet singing.

Wen Qingyue hummed softly, and at the same time picked up the phone to see if Fu Han had replied, but just as she picked it up, Lu Yu's phone flashed in.

"Xiao Yueyue, where are you? Why are you so noisy?"

"In the square, what's the matter?" Wen Qingyue glanced at the people around her, there were people singing on the street, people dancing live, and different styles of music mixed together, it was indeed a bit noisy.

Lu Yu was stunned, "What are you doing in the square? Playing?"

"Just talking about something nearby." Wen Qingyue took a sip of her hot drink and asked, "Why are you calling me?"

"I want to ask you what you want to eat tonight? I can reserve a seat." Lu Yu opened the door and bent down to get into the car, "But now that you've finished talking, I'll come over to see you directly, and I just happen to be over there to see you What to eat."

Wen Qingyue thought about it for a few seconds, and agreed, thinking that it was okay anyway, "Okay, I'll send you the location."

After hanging up the phone, click on the vx real-time location and send it to Lu Yu, and then log out to have a look, hey, Fu Han still hasn't replied to her message.

Capitalist Fu is so busy that he doesn't have time to reply to his girlfriend's message.

Wen Qingyue tapped Fu Han's profile picture as if venting her anger, and in the next second, there was a message on the page, "I patted Fu Han".

She clicked Retract resentfully, lest Fu Han think that she was eagerly waiting for his news, but forgot that even if he retreated, there would still be a reminder from him.

While waiting for Lu Yu to come over, Wen Qingyue suddenly had an inspiration, took out the earphones and ipad from her bag, lowered her head and seriously composed music on the software, not noticing that there were people around who were watching her all the time.

After nearly 10 minutes, the man came over, "Hello, Miss, hello!"

Wen Qingyue noticed that someone was approaching and looked up. It was a girl with a wireless microphone, doing street interviews.

She took off her earphones, nodded politely, "Hello!"

"Hello, Miss, I'm a blogger who shoots fashion videos. I've been paying attention to you for a while. You are so beautiful. Can we chat for a while?"

Wen Qingyue hesitated for a few seconds. Seeing her hesitation, the other party looked at her expectantly, "I won't disturb you for a long time, just a few minutes?"

The other party's eyes were too earnest, Wen Qingyue couldn't bear to refuse, she nodded: "Okay."

"Great, thank you!" The blogger smiled happily, "How old is Miss, and what is her name?"

"Wen Qingyue, eighteen..."

"I just saw what you were playing with your iPad, can you share it?"

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and raised the tablet to face her and the camera, "Ah, an arrangement software, it's very convenient, you can open it and record it when you feel inspired."

The blogger opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and asked politely: "Wow, can you play us a short piece of the song you just made up?"

"Yes, but only for a short section." Wen Qingyue played a 30-second piece of music generously, and the two chatted a few more words before the other party turned to the topic, "I really like your outfit, your style concept What is it?"

"Thank you, yours are great too!" Wen Qingyue glanced down at herself, praised generously and went back, thinking, "I don't know much about outfits, and the collocations are more casual."

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When Lu Yu parked his car and came over, he happened to see her being interviewed, and stood outside the camera to greet her.

Wen Qingyue glanced at him, got up and said, "Sorry, my friend is here, I have to go."

The blogger also noticed Lu Yu, his eyes lit up, but he wisely didn't bother him, and said to Wen Qingyue, "Okay, thank you for cooperating with our interview, wait for me for a minute, we have a gift for you."

The blogger crossed the camera, took a bag from the assistant and handed it to Wen Qingyue, "This is a bag from a niche brand in our country, Goto. It's the same style as the one I'm carrying now. I'm giving it to you. I hope you like it."

Wen Qingyue took the box and took out the bag, "Thank you! Do you want to show it?"

She asked with a smile, knowing that video bloggers like them are advertising for the brand, and they gave her the bag in the hope that she could show it.

"Ah, it's even better if you're willing to show it!" The blogger cheered in surprise, and waved to her cameraman, telling him to stand back and take a shot.

Wen Qingyue held her bag in her hand, and put the bag given by the blogger on her shoulders. After walking a few steps, she stood with the blogger and showed for a few seconds before finishing. After saying goodbye, she walked towards Lu Yu.

"It's good to be pretty. People will come to your door with gifts when you sit on the street." Lu Yu offered to help her carry the gift bag, but when she refused, he laughed and teased.

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

The two walked through the crowd and out of the square, not noticing that the blogger behind them took photos of their backs for a few seconds.

After the two of them left the square, Lu Yu held Wen Qingyue back, "I said Xiao Yueyue, don't go on so preoccupied, but where are you going to take me?"

Wen Qingyue paused and looked back at him, "It's only past five o'clock, I'm not hungry, are you hungry?"

Lu Yu shook her head, she shrugged slightly, "Then look around, go eat when you're hungry."

In fact, Wen Qingyue didn't really want to get along with Lu Yu alone, because there was no topic to talk about, and the memories of her childhood belonged to the original owner.

However, Lu Yu saved her again and was very kind to her, which made her a little at a loss.

"Xiao Yueyue, don't be so nervous. Although we haven't seen each other for ten years, I don't blame you for having no memory of your childhood. Let's get to know each other again. I haven't returned to China for so many years, and I don't have many friends in Jiangcheng. But you The first friend I made, don't be so stranger to me." Feeling her embarrassment, Lu Yu smiled and comforted her with a relaxed tone.

Wen Qingyue glanced at him, stopped, stretched out her hand, and said with a relieved smile, "Hi Lu Yu, my name is Wen Qingyue, nice to meet you!"

He was right, the original Wen Qingyue had already forgotten him, she and Lu Yu had just met not long ago, so there was no need to be awkward.

Lu Yu was amused by her, curled his lips and shook hands seriously, "metoo!"