After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

"Song Weitang, didn't I tell you that I would never marry you, you should give up on that, and don't follow me anymore."

The young man leaned on the wall with one hand, enclosing Song Weitang in it, and warned with a gloomy expression.

Song Weitang, who just entered the entertainment industry at the beginning of the year, was so pure and beautiful that he was shocked by heaven.

It took a lot of effort to pursue it.

He didn't expect Song Weitang to be crazy.

Later, it was almost like an octopus, unable to shake it off.

Song Weitang called him for the last time to commit suicide.

He directly blocked Song Weitang's number.

This time, he hadn't seen Song Weitang for more than a month.

He originally thought that this crazy woman had figured it out.

Unexpectedly, she actually followed her secretly.

Song Weitang's expression turned cold little by little.

Even if she didn't know the other party, she roughly understood what the other party said.

She hooked her lips into a smile.

"Sir, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. I'm just here to buy vegetables."

Song Weitang specially picked up the seasoning in his hand.

"As for pestering you or something, don't worry about that, I won't have such a bad eye, just like you, I don't want to pay you back."

After Song Weitang finished speaking, she turned around and left with the seasoning in hand.

No matter what, she took over the original owner's body, and she was the one to vent out the original owner's grievances.

Huo Huaixi was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect the other party to say that.

"Song Weitang, what are you singing about? You're doing it just to get you? I don't like that."

Huo Huaixi said with a sneer.

Before Song Weitang tried his best to stalk him, he couldn't believe that it could be completely changed in just one month.

Huo Huaixi believed in his heart that Song Weitang's meeting was just another way to get his attention.

"Sir, I suggest you turn left and turn right 200 meters ahead, that suits you."

Song Weitang stopped, turned around, and said slowly.

"What's that place?"

Huo Huaixi couldn't help frowning and asked.

"That's a well-known psychiatric department in this city. With your appearance, you can grab it on the street. What makes you have a mysterious self-confidence? I guess it's a kind of mental illness. I suggest you go for a consultation."

Song Weitang made a very sincere proposal.

Huo Huaixi: ...

After Song Weitang finished speaking, she didn't even bother to look at Huo Huaixi again, and walked away.

Originally thought that Song Weitang did it out of desire to capture.

Huo Huaixi was sure that Song Weitang would turn around in a while.

But until Song Weitang's back disappeared from sight, he didn't see Song Weitang turning back.

Huo Huaixi couldn't believe it.

Fu Junyan on the other side didn't wait for Song Weitang's people for a long time.

Looking back for Song Weitang, I happened to see this scene.

"what happened?"

Fu Junyan asked in a low voice.

"Meet a neuropathy."

Song Weitang said casually.

Fu Junyan didn't say anything, and accompanied Song Weitang home.

After returning home, Song Weitang went into the kitchen to prepare delicious food for Fu Junyan.

Fu Junyan helped Song Weitang get ready first, and then sat down on the sofa.

When he took out his mobile phone, Huo Huaixi's life, including the bed-wetting at the age of three, were all at a glance.

Fu Junyan's eyes swept to the back, his face was calm.

"Fu Junyan, come and taste this."

At this moment, Song Weitang came out with a plate.

A white plate with rice in the middle and carved cucumber decorations around the plate.

Song Weitang put the plate in front of Fu Junyan, and looked at Fu Junyan expectantly.

Fu Junyan took a light breath.

The rice grains are crystal clear, the aroma of green beans, carrots, diced ham, and each shredded egg of the same size make the ordinary egg fried rice into a different level.

The strong aroma hits the face, and every time you inhale it, it seems to have a different taste.

Fu Junyan just felt hungry in an instant.

He took a spoonful of it.

Bite down, the rich aroma of rice grains, it seems that each bite has a completely different taste, and the various ingredients mixed in it bring a completely different taste.

"Have the rice grains been soaked in three kinds of soup?"

Fu Junyan said.

"You tasted it."

Song Weitang's eyes lit up.

This is her favorite dish of fried rice.

Rice grains are made of rice grown in black soil at 75 degrees north latitude, soaked in pigeon soup first, then steamed to dryness, then soaked in abalone soup, steamed to dryness again, and finally invaded into mountain spring water.

The final mountain spring water not only washes away the excess smell, but also allows the sweetness of the spring water to penetrate into the rice grains, keeping the rice grains elastic.

The seemingly ordinary peas and ham and carrots are specially made with unique secret recipes. Each of these three ingredients has three flavors.

Therefore, the mixed fried rice seems ordinary, but you can taste several flavors in every bite.

Song Weitang rested his hands on the sun, watching Fu Junyan eat like this.

Fu Junyan is particularly beautiful when eating.

She had never seen someone eat so well.

It's like a dynamic painting.

"good to eat."

Fu Junyan ate all the rice on the plate clean.

If Hei Yao were here, he would definitely scream.

After all, when have you ever seen Master Fu eating so actively.

"and this."

Song Weitang brought out another glass of rouge-colored water from behind and handed it over.

Fu Junyan drank it all in one gulp.

The sour tea, with the strong smell of roses, swallowed it in one sip, as if the stomach that was full after eating fried rice just recovered in an instant.

"This is morning dew."

Song Weitang spoke.

This is obtained from the dewdrops on the edible flowers of the season in the early morning, and the flower brew is obtained after steaming.

It is recorded in ancient books.

Morning flower dew has the effect of eliminating food and clearing away heat.

No matter how good the fried rice is, it will make the fire rise. With the flower dew, it can integrate the qi in the body and achieve a balanced effect.

"what do you think?"

Song Weitang looked at Fu Junyan eagerly.

The ancestors of the Song family used to hold state banquets for the first seven or eight hundred years.

Although Song Weitang is good at home cooking, she is more professional in state banquet dishes.

In the past, selling bento was for survival.

Now that there is a suitable shop, Song Weitang plans to open a small restaurant and serve some dishes.

That's why I wanted to hear what Fu Junyan meant.

"good to eat."

Fu Junyan nodded.

"What do you think of the fried rice as the first dish in our small restaurant?"

Song Weitang asked.

"good to eat."

Fu Junyan nodded.

"Then it's settled."

Song Weitang said happily.

She hugged Fu Junyan tightly.

"I think you are my lucky star."

Song Weitang said these words completely sincerely.

With the opening of a small restaurant in the future, it will be easier to raise two little ones.

Being hugged suddenly, Fu Junyan's eyes dimmed a bit.

He remained calm, and embraced Song Weitang with his backhand.

Song Weitang now regards him as a relative, but has no affection for him.