Chapter 218 Extra - Liao Qian and Wu Cheng Chapter 6

He said she had changed a lot, but she herself didn't feel it because she had always been like this.

"That's not what I meant. To me, you are the same as before, but also a little different."

"What's the same? What's different?" Liao Qian was very curious about what he would say.

"Your appearance is the same, but your attitude has changed."

"My attitude?"

His voice was lazy and methodical, his glasses masking his true expression a little, "Well, you know what? The words 'get rid of Wu Cheng' are written all over your face."

Is it that obvious? Liao Qian pretended to lift her hair to hide her panic, "I didn't, you're just being suspicious."

"So what you're saying is that I was wrong."

"Of course."

"Okay, I must have seen it wrong. Why do you want to ignore me and cut off contact with me? Then next time I ask you out, you won't refuse, right?"

Liao Qian didn't expect that she had gone around in circles and he had dug a hole for her to jump into.

This man is quite cunning.

But who knows when the next time will be? Maybe he will forget it in the blink of an eye.

Just at this time, the waiter started serving the dishes.

Interrupting the two of them.

All the dishes ordered by Liao Qian were signature dishes, and of course most of them were ordered for him, because she had to control her appetite again and again.

Wu Cheng ate very politely, chewing slowly. During the meal, he noticed that she hardly moved her chopsticks and kept watching him eat. He said casually, "I have a misconception."

"What an illusion."

"I changed my career and started doing food broadcasting."

Liao Qian realized that she was being teased for looking at him for too long, her face felt hot, and she turned her head to the side, "I'm not looking at you, you eat."

He seemed to smile, "It's okay, you spend money today, I'll show you."

Why does this sound so wrong, as if they are doing some kind of money-for-sex transaction.

Although he said this, Liao Qian didn't really continue looking at him. She was bored and looked at the decoration of the box, the lights, the walls, and the bricks.

"Qianqian."

"Hmm?" She looked back, her voice rising unconsciously, with a hint of softness.

"Do you have a boyfriend now?"

"What?" Why did he suddenly ask this? Liao Qian's heart started beating fast, and then she answered honestly, "No."

In recent years, she has been pursued by many rich second-generations, actors, and entrepreneurs, but she has no intention of having a relationship now and only wants to devote herself to her career.

Because she knows how difficult it has been for her, she now wants to work harder to move her career forward.

After hearing her answer, Wu Cheng's brows relaxed. "Then you don't mind having another male friend, right?"

Friends again.

Why is he so persistent?

Liao Qian raised her eyes, "Do you still have few friends?"

"Quite a few, but you are missing."

Missing her... Liao Qian blinked, trying to ignore the ups and downs in her heart, trying to see some kind of joking in his eyes, but there was none.

Does he know that these words can easily give rise to people's fantasies?

Did he do it intentionally or unintentionally?

Or maybe he just said it casually and she was just overthinking it.

"What makes me different from others?" She simply didn't think too much about it and just went along with what he said.

“Of course it’s different.”

Liao Qian stared at him, not missing the subtle reaction on his face, "What's the difference?"

"Among the girls, I have only told you my secrets, and I only want to tell you. Does this count?"

Who would have thought that after all these years, he still hasn't had a female confidant. This shouldn't be the case given his current status.

Then I thought, no, doesn’t he have a girlfriend, Meng Qianqian?

How come she's the only one?

Doesn’t he tell his girlfriend about his problems?

She was thinking about this for a long time, and finally she said something very powerful: "This only means that you don't meet enough girls."

Wu Cheng chuckled, licked his lips, and said slowly, "Do you think I'm the kind of man who casts a wide net?"

Liao Qian knew very well that he was not that kind of person.

That’s why she didn’t know how to respond to his words, “Maybe there will be someone more suitable to listen to your true feelings.”

"After all, you're still rejecting me."

Wu Cheng felt a little hurt and stopped eating. He put down his chopsticks, leaned back, looked at her dimly, sighed, and looked like he needed comfort.

Liao Qian bit her lip and said nothing. Even if he cried now, she would not waver.

Once she came into contact with him, she was afraid that she would lose control of herself and repeat the same mistake.

In many quagmires, the closer you get to them and the more intimate you become, the easier it is to sink into them.

What's more, it's not certain whether he is still with Meng Qianqian, so I have to keep my distance from him.

After this meal, I'll return the favor and it would be best if I never see him again.

Seeing that she was slow to respond, Wu Cheng understood what she meant, "Okay, it's not the first time I've been rejected anyway."

After saying this, he looked a little sad, "I'm going to the bathroom."

He stood up, opened the door and went out.

Liao Qian realized what he meant. He was talking about the time when she rejected him yesterday.

Unexpectedly, after only meeting a few times, she had already rejected him twice.

She waited for a while and Wu Cheng came back.

He walked over and picked up his coat. "Let's go."

"Um."

Liao Qian stood up, walked to the rack, took her coat, and put it on.

The usual procedure is to wear a mask and a hat.

After finishing, she turned around, raised her eyes, and unexpectedly met his gaze.

At some point, Wu Cheng leaned against the door and kept looking at her.

His eyes were deep, with emotions she couldn't understand, and he spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Big star."

"What would happen if we went out and got photographed?"

I don't know why he asked this, but thinking of this assumption, Liao Qian pondered for a moment, "If you are upright, you have nothing to fear."

Anyway, they are not in that kind of relationship, so it’s enough to be photographed to clarify.

However, Wu Cheng also has a certain influence in the financial world, so she still doesn't want to have anything to do with him. Rumors spread quickly, but it is difficult to explain.

Thinking of this, she added, "We can't be photographed, let's go separately."

Wu Cheng's mouth corners inevitably twitched downwards. For the first time, he felt like someone was avoiding him. Why did he feel so unhappy?

He Fei's words are still lingering in my ears. Could it be that he was right?

When did it all start? Was it after we met again? Obviously not. In the countless times I thought of her over the years, many things were out of my control.

He missed the past too much, but she didn't want to see him now and kept avoiding him.

He lowered his voice and said, "Well, then you go first."

Liao Qian didn't notice the change in his expression. She walked to the door, walked past him and prepared to open it.

Suddenly the man grabbed my wrist.

Her heart trembled violently, and she felt the strength of his grip, which was a bit heavy. She glanced at him sideways, her narrow red phoenix eyes widened, and her pupils were full of question marks.