Chapter 67: Spicy crying

Hello, Fu Nian The woman's smile is appropriate and appropriate.

Are you? Fu Nian was stunned. He looked at the person in front of him and felt very unfamiliar, but she knew her name. Did they know her before?

I am Feng Jingrong

Feng Jingrong held her hands by the car window, looking at Fu Nian in the car window, her condescending feeling made her smile deeper

The woman in the car is somewhat the same as she imagines

A female college student who just graduated and entered society, with collagen on her face, young and innocent

But her eyes were a little sleepy and confused, with a faint mist, without the anxiety and uneasiness she wanted to see

Sorry, I don't know you. Fu Nian reluctantly searched the memory in his mind. He didn't know such a person. She moved her hand and wanted to raise the car window.

Feng Jingrong's face changed, stopping Fu Nian's actions

Fu Nian, I am Zong Yu's fiancée Feng Jingrong spoke slowly, she wanted to see something from Fu Nian's face

Unfortunately, Fu Nian had nothing but a hint of doubt.

So? Why do you want to tell me this? Fu Nian doesn’t understand what Feng Jingrong’s purpose is to find her, and she doesn’t want to deal with her very much. She is so sleepy that she can’t open her eyes.

Fu Nian, you have just graduated and have a bright future. You should look for your own value, rather than becoming a dodder flower that lives on a man, otherwise it will rot quickly.

Feng Jingrong spoke earnestly, and it seemed that the elders cared for the younger generation.

Don't covet someone who doesn't belong to you Feng Jingrong's tone is a little sharp

Have you finished speaking? Fu Nian couldn't help but yawn. She didn't hear what Feng Jingrong said clearly.

Feng Jingrong's expression is starting to collapse

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fu Nian closed the car window, tilted her head, and continued to sleep again

Feng Jingrong was stunned for a while before laughing mockingly. She was just a toy that was kept. After a while, she would naturally be discarded by Zong Yu, which would not pose any threat to her at all.

……

Zong Yu chose a private restaurant

By then Fu Nian was almost asleep and was energetic.

The dishes were ordered by Fu Nian. Zong Yu couldn't help but frown when he saw that each dish was covered with bright red peppers.

Can your stomach bear it?

OK Fu Nian licked her lips and couldn't help but want to move her chopsticks

The taste is really good. Fu Nian was having a great time eating, but Zong Yu only moved a few chopsticks.

You don't eat spicy food? Fu Nianhou realized it after realizing it

Zong Yu raised his eyebrows and agreed

Then why didn't you say it just now? I'd ordered a few that weren't spicy before I knew it. Fu Nian was a little sad. The soup on each table was light, so you can drink more soup

Fu Nian took the initiative to help him serve a bowl of soup

Zong Yu took a sip and it tasted pretty good

So what happened yesterday? Zong Yu grabbed her abnormality yesterday

I just met a difficult interviewer... It would be fine if Fu Nian didn't say it, but he couldn't stop talking. He couldn't help but complain about Chi Zhan's interview again.

Then don't do it. Zong Yu's long fingers hit the table, and it was a little heavy.

If we don't do it, our editor-in-chief will say that I scold me again, but... Fu Nian wanted to say that she had decided to resign, but was interrupted by Zong Yu.

Are you crying? Zong Yu frowned tightly and stared at her red eyes

No, she was crying by the spicy food. Fu Nian sniffed, and she couldn't tell whether it was because of the spicy food or because of the things that happened in the past few days.