Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

"Puchi..." Bo Ruchu held back his smile, cleared his throat and said, "You're kidding, let's order, didn't you say you were hungry before?"

The villain in Ai Wen's heart rolled his eyes, and he didn't know who started it first. Seeing a waiter passing by, he immediately waved his hand, ordered a few meals, and handed the menu to the waiter.

"Sir, what about you, our store's newest..."

Before the waiter finished speaking, Bo Ruchu closed the menu and handed it over: "The same serving as him."

"You two, please wait a moment. Someone will serve you the meal in a while." Nodding, the waiter turned and walked towards another table.

After a while, after the food was ready and sure no one would disturb, Bo Ruchu ate the food in front of him gracefully, while paying attention to the movement at the table of the prince and Princess Ann.

"Your Highness, although most people who come here to eat have a very low probability of recognizing you, it cannot be denied that there will be nobles among them. If your identity is revealed, let alone what will happen, your safety will also be affected. Threats, so we might as well go upstairs and eat in the private room."

"In that case, you will lose a lot of fun." The prince slowly sipped his drink: "Besides, although it is a bit noisy here, you can also learn a lot of news from it. The effect is much better."

Seeing that the prince had made up his mind, Princess An swallowed all the words that came to her mouth, and after ordering a few words to the maid beside her, she had the courage to eat in front of her.

With the help of the angle, Bo Ruchu scrutinized the prince's expression without any trace, his eyes flashed with amusement, and in just one night, the prince looked at Princess An in a wrong way, could it be that something happened after he left yesterday?

"Wen——" Ai Wen waved his hand, seeing that Bo Ruchu hadn't recovered, he called out: "What are you thinking, so fascinated?"

"Huh?" Bo Ruchu shook his head lightly after regaining his senses, and after indicating nothing, he changed the subject and said, "Let's go, don't you still have to buy a gift box? If it's late, you might not be able to pick one." It suits you."

"Wen, why didn't you say it earlier, it's already time, maybe the vendor has already closed the stall."

Hearing Aiwen's complaint, Bo Ruchu's eyes flashed a smile: "Don't worry, if the stall is really closed, at worst, I will go shopping with you. After all, it's not something expensive, and you can always meet something suitable."

"That's right, I overreacted." Ai Wen scratched his hair in embarrassment, seeing that Bo Ruchu was about to pay, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "The last time I asked you to invite a guest, this time I can't say anything." If you want me to come, Wen, go to the door and wait for me first."

After the words fell, before Bo Ruchu could speak, he walked quickly towards the reception desk.

Hearing this, Bo Ruchu looked at the prince's table again, thinking about whether to find out what happened after that night, then walked out the door.

As night falls, under the illumination of thousands of lights, the already beautiful city presents another scene.

For a while, Bo Ruchu glanced at the fledgling product in Ai Wen's hands, and praised: "Ai Wen, I really didn't see it. It turns out that you are so skillful that I have no place to help if I want to."

After the words fell, he looked at Ai Wen with regret.

Fu Ling, who was sitting by the side pretending to read a book, couldn't help trembling, and said in self-hypnosis: everything is an illusion, everything is an illusion, everything is an illusion.