Chapter 194: What you ask for is not rare

Fu Xijing hung up his coat and said "hmm" casually.

Fu Xiao was not very satisfied with this answer, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Just huh? And then?"

Fu Xijing: "What else do you want then?"

Fu Xiao: "Isn't today your birthday? Why don't you take this opportunity to ask Teacher Song for a birthday blessing—"

"There's nothing to ask for." Fu Xijing warned him coldly, "Stop talking about this."

Fu Xiao almost choked to death at his reaction.

Fu Xijing hung up his coat and went to the kitchen.

He walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed it and took a few sips.

Oh, happy birthday.

What's the point of asking for it?

If Song Yi had meant to, she wouldn't have forgotten his birthday for more than two years.

Fu Xiao looked at the direction where Fu Xijing left and laughed angrily.

He had never really seen how Fu Xijing pursued a woman before, and he had only heard about his pursuit of Xu Rushuang from others.

Seeing him and Song Yi this time was really eye-opening.

How can people be so twisted?

And "there's nothing good to ask for", isn't he just angry that Song Yi doesn't know his birthday?

The problem is, he didn't say when it was his birthday, and Song Yi wasn't a fortune teller, so how could he guess?

We can't dig out his ID.

Forget it, it’s impossible to expect a breakthrough from Fu Xijing.

In that case...then he should fulfill his duties as a nephew.

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao took out his cell phone.

——

Song Yi and Bian Cheng arrived at the restaurant smoothly and took their seats.

She had booked a booth in advance, which provided good privacy, and the two of them discussed and ordered their dishes.

After the waiter left, Bian Cheng stared at Song Yi for a while, his eyes moving around her.

Song Yi was a little nervous when he was looked at, "What's wrong?"

"You seem to have lost some weight." Bian Cheng said with a smile, "Your chin is more pointed."

"Really?" Song Yi touched his cheek, "Maybe it's because of the hot weather, my appetite is not very good."

"Take care of yourself," Bian Cheng said with a smile, "but it's okay, I'll be here for the next two months or so to help you get your appetite back."

Song Yi: "How do I find it?"

Bian Cheng: "Of course I cook it myself."

Song Yi was surprised: "Can you cook?"

Bian Cheng: "So unexpected?"

Song Yi said "uh", "Maybe it's a stereotype. Very few men I know can cook."

To say that there are very few is a conservative statement. She has basically never seen a man who can cook.

Xu Shengwen would not do that. When Xu Shengwen was with her, he often said that men should work hard outside to build their careers instead of wasting time in the kitchen.

Song Yi did not agree with this point of view, but she was unwilling to argue with others, so she remained silent every time.

As for Fu Xijing, it was even more impossible for him to cook.

No matter what time, he was the one giving orders, and Song Yi never imagined him learning to cook.

That should be a horror story.

"That means you haven't met enough men." Bian Cheng's smiling voice pulled Song Yi back to his senses. He said the same thing as Jiang Yuxu, "Most of my friends can cook."

Song Yi nodded, "Well, I have indeed met very few men."

"Now you see someone different." Bian Cheng said half-jokingly, "I'm honored to be the more special one among the opposite sex you know."

Song Yi also laughed, "From this perspective, he is the most special one."

Bian Cheng: "Then I can't let this special moment go to waste. I'll try my best to fatten you up."

Song Yi: "I'd rather not. Gaining weight will cause three highs."

Biancheng: "I can take you to exercise."

Song Yi chuckled, "Captain Bian, I'm not your soldier."

The two of them were joking with each other, and the atmosphere at the table was particularly relaxed.

Song Yi felt quite a bit of pressure when she first started getting along with Bian Cheng. In addition, they had confirmed their relationship on WeChat, so she felt a little awkward when they met.

But Biancheng was very easygoing, and after this conversation, she had completely relaxed.

He saw the border town in front of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Soon, the dishes arrived.

With the lively conversation just now, Song Yi and Bian Cheng were no longer as restrained while eating as before.

The two had just been eating for about ten minutes when Biancheng's cell phone rang.

It's a phone call.

Bian Cheng didn't go out to answer the call. He informed Song Yi and then answered the phone.

Song Yi heard him call "Shanzhan" and realized that it was a call from Fu Shanzhan.

It's no surprise that they have a good relationship.

"Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together?" Fu Shanzhan made the invitation straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Bian Cheng subconsciously looked at Song Yi opposite him: "I'll give you an answer later."

Fu Shanzhan: "Any other arrangements?"

Biancheng: "I'm with my girlfriend. I need to ask her."

Fu Shanzhan was amused: "Teacher Song?"

"You guys are progressing pretty fast." Fu Shanzhan teased, "Teacher Song and I are pretty familiar with each other. Just bring her along. Consider it my blessing for you two to be together. I'll treat you."

Biancheng still gave the same answer: "I'll ask her."

Fu Shanzhan: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Bian Cheng: "I'll send you a message when I'm sure. I'm hanging up now."

He hung up the phone, put it aside, and explained the situation to Song Yi: "Shanzhan wants to treat you to dinner tonight, is it convenient for you?"

Biancheng said this very skillfully.

Song Yi guessed that Fu Shanzhan must have meant to invite them to have a meal together, but Bian Cheng relayed it as inviting her to have a meal.

Although it was just a sentence, he took good care of her in the details.

She had never been treated like this before, and it would be a lie to say she wasn't touched.

"It's convenient. I don't have any plans tonight." Song Yi quickly agreed.

Since she and Biancheng are already official boyfriend and girlfriend, it is normal for them to integrate into each other's circles.

Song Yi suddenly thought that he should make time to arrange a meal with Tang Qing and Ying Xing.

"Okay, then I'll reply to him." Bian Cheng picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Fu Shanzhan.

Soon, Fu Shanzhan sent the time and place.

The location is the Gilded Club.

Bian Cheng had made an appointment with Fu Shanzhan to have dinner here before, and it was Fu Shanzhan who booked the table.

The owner of this club is an old friend of his father.

——

Biancheng has an apartment of more than 80 square meters in the north city, and he will stay there during holidays.

Because I spent most of my time in the army, the apartment was simply decorated with a few commonly used pieces of furniture and almost no appliances.

It looks very deserted.

When Song Yi followed him in, his brows were furrowed. He was being too accommodating.

There is absolutely no breath of life.

But considering his professional habits, it seems understandable.

"My house is rather simple, and I don't come home often, so I didn't waste energy decorating it." Bian Cheng saw Song Yi's thoughts from her expression, "But now that I have you, I will decorate it."

Song Yi: "It just so happens that I'm on summer vacation, so I can help you."

…

Song Yi and Bian Cheng came back and put their luggage away. Then they went to the nearby IKEA. Song Yi often came here to buy things and was quite familiar with it.

Relying on her experience, she bought some frequently used items and went back to Biancheng to make some simple arrangements.

After finishing this, the two set out to keep their appointment with Fu Shanzhan.