Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Shen Wanci went to say goodbye to Mr. Song. The middle-aged man who had wanted to hang out with her just now smiled kindly and had an enthusiastic attitude: "Miss Shen, don't be in a hurry. It's already half past four. I've asked the secretary to order the meal. It's just right. Let’s talk about cooperation.”

Mr. Song said this, and Shen Wanci couldn't refuse.

"Then we'll leave when Mr. Lu comes out."

Shen Wanci: "..."

Mr. Song ordered Chinese food, which is not far from the stadium. It is a private chef who usually requires a reservation.

Shen Wanci and his party walked at the end. When they entered the private room, there were only three seats left beside Lu Yanchi.

As soon as Nie Yucheng walked to Lu Yanchi's side and was about to sit down, the man who was staring at his phone slowly raised his head with a sneer on his lips: "Master Nie is here today as an escort, right? You sit down Is this suitable?"

Although he was sitting down, his condescending aura was very aggressive.

Nie Yucheng: "..."

This is the aged sauerkraut that has become refined.

The two confront each other, neither will let the other.

Seeing this, Chen Xu hurriedly pulled up the stool and sat down. He looked at Lu Yanchi and then at Nie Yucheng: "I am from the Bo family. It should be suitable for me to sit here."

At first glance, Mr. Lu has evil intentions towards their young lady. It would be fine if he is pursuing him seriously. But while he is robbing Bo's business, he is also targeting their young lady. Who knows what shady purpose he has? Let him succeed.

Lu Yan glanced at him indifferently, said nothing, and turned to chat with Mr. Song.

Chen Xu didn't feel at all that he had made a conspicuous bag. At the moment, he was complacent about his wit, but then he felt uncomfortable. If Mr. Bo was still here, his performance just now would definitely qualify for a salary increase.

Shen Wanci sat down beside him, and Nie Yucheng sat next to her.

Mr. Song said to the waiter: "First, let's bring two hairy crabs each. The crabs in this season are the fattest. This store only uses authentic Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs. Miss Shen will try them later."

Lu Yanchi: "She doesn't eat crabs."

Nie Yucheng: "She doesn't eat crabs."

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Shen Wanci's heart palpitated, as if she was suffocating. The hand holding the menu tightened suddenly. She suddenly turned her head and stared at Lu Yanchi with her eyes. Few people knew that she didn't like crabs. After all, it was seasonal. Things that people who don’t eat together often won’t notice.

Even if Bo Jingzhou knew that she didn't like crabs, it was Nie Yucheng who told him. How could Lu Yanchi, who was not familiar with her, know?

Lu Yanchi, who was being watched by everyone, looked as usual. He even ordered a dish and then said: "Mr. Song, Miss Shen is a pregnant woman. Crabs are cold in nature and eating them can lead to miscarriage."

Mr. Song suddenly realized: "I didn't think well. Let's give Miss Shen a bowl of seafood porridge first to satisfy her stomach. The dishes here are all made fresh, so the food is served slowly."

Shen Wanci withdrew her gaze, her lowered eyelashes covering up the disappointment in her eyes.

not him.

Nie Yucheng ordered several dishes, which were all Shen Wanci's favorites and suitable for pregnant women. While serving her porridge, he told her: "Eat more. You are eating alone now, so you have to take care of the nutrition of two people. you're too skinny."

Lu Yanchi: "...Master Nie will definitely be a good husband when he gets married. He is so considerate and thoughtful that even I feel the warmth here."

Chen Xu: "..."

These words are clearly mocking Master Nie for providing warm central air conditioners everywhere.

This level of sarcasm and venomous tongue that makes people want to go back to their mother's womb and start over again is exactly the same as his Mr. Bo.

He turned his head and called tentatively: "Mr. Bo?"

Lu Yanchi's voice was cold: "Assistant Chen's eyesight seems not to be very good. Do you need a pair of glasses? Lu's company happens to have related industries."

Nie Yucheng watched Chen Xu deflate, and the breath that was blocked in his heart was instantly relieved. He met Chen Xu's eyes: "I don't treat others like this, it's just that I am pursuing Miss Shen, and I will definitely fall in love with the person I like. Be more considerate, I'm sorry for being in Mr. Lu's eyes."

Shen Wanci was thinking about how her false pregnancy would end. It was originally just to stabilize Bo's shareholders, but she didn't expect that it would now be known to everyone.

Others were fine, but Nie Yucheng had completely taken care of her as a pregnant woman. In the car today, she saw him using his mobile phone to check what pregnant women should avoid.

The nicer he treats her, the guiltier she feels.

Now that I heard this, I choked.

Nie Yucheng reached out and patted her back gently, "Eat slowly, there's more."

Lu Yanchi: "..."

His fingers holding the phone tightened, the knuckles were bulging and turning white, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his cold eyes fell on his hand.

Nie Yucheng noticed it, raised his head, and met his eyes.

Lu Yanchi snorted and looked away.

The backs of everyone else eating this meal were straightened, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. They were supposed to talk about business, but Mr. Song was not in the mood at the moment, so he didn't mention it. He just sighed in his heart, Mr. Lu and Master Nie has really strong tastes. There are so many young and beautiful women who don't choose, but they all like pregnant women.

After dinner, several people parted ways.

Shen Wanci called Bo Rongxuan: "Dad, the cooperation with the Song family may not be possible."

She told the story again. Bao Rongxuan had already rested. He almost fainted at the company today and was ordered to go home to rest. Before eight o'clock, Jiang Yazhu put him on the bed.

Hearing Shen Wanci's words, he originally wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw the angry eyes of his wife on the side, he had to say: "Let nature take its course. If it doesn't work, don't force it. You have worked hard today. Go back and rest early." .”

As soon as he hung up the phone, Jiang Yazhu yelled at him angrily: "Wan Ci is still pregnant, so you let her socialize all day long. In that kind of occasion and environment, those people have no scruples about smoking and drinking. After staying up like this, It’s late and you haven’t rested yet. What will happen if you hurt your body in the future? And our grandson..."

Seeing that she was getting more and more excited as she talked, Bo Rongxuan hurriedly gave her some relief: "Don't get excited yet. Let me ask you, are you worried about Wan Ci or the child in her belly?"

He originally wanted to wait for her to recover from Jing Zhou's incident before slowly telling her that Wan Ci was not pregnant, but he didn't care about it when he got busy. Now that she was so nervous about the baby, he knew he would delay it any longer. It will only get more troublesome if it goes on.

Jiang Yazhu rolled his eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course both of you are worried."

Bo Rongxuan: "What if the child and Wan Ci can only choose one?"

Jiang Yazhu looked at him, her heart thumping, and her eyes gradually widened: "Did you...did you arrange too much work for Wan Ci and tire out the child in her belly?"