Ning Nanxue and Fu Chen's five-year marriage
was maintained through the complete trampling of her physical and mental dignity.
She thought that even without love, there should at le...
With the first person to eat crabs, the rest naturally stood up and said goodbye. After a while, everyone left and only a few of them were left at the table.
Ning Nanxue raised her eyebrows and chuckled, looking at Fu Chen. "Mr. Fu, since you are here, it is naturally not my turn to pay the bill. You all enjoy yourself, and I will take my leave first."
After saying that, without even looking at Fu Chen's face which looked like the bottom of a pot, she just picked up her bag, turned around and left in a cool manner.
Fu Chen looked at Ning Nanxue's elegant back, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was not angry at all. He even felt that Ning Nanxue was interesting and fresh.
"Ah Chen, did I really do something wrong? Did I disturb you?"
Xu Zhiru lowered her eyes, her face full of grievance.
Fu Chen finally came back to his senses, smiled softly at her, and said, "Are you full? I'll take you home first, okay?"
In fact, Xu Zhiru had been ridiculed since she sat down and hadn't eaten a single bite. If it had been before, Fu Chen would definitely have been able to see it, but now he actually asked her if she was full.
She knew that her position in Fu Chen's heart was completely different from before. She felt sad, but she still nodded: "Well, I'm full. Let's go home. My mother has been worried about Xu Zhao. We should go back quickly. Just take me back to my mother."
"Well, then I'll take you home first." Fu Chen smiled, then stood up, took her hand, walked out together, and deliberately stepped hard on the hyacinths on the ground.