Because Ling Jiao had been filming for a whole day and night, Fu Shiqin ate takeout with her at home and then said goodbye early and went home.
Although he really wanted to stay, he knew that Ling Jiao wouldn't let him.
However, the next day, I learned about Ling Jiao's work schedule from her assistant early in the morning, and I finished my work early in the afternoon to pick her up.
Ling Jiao had participated in many programs, and when she came out after changing her clothes, she saw him again.
"Why are you here again?"
"I'd like to invite you to dinner," Fu Shiqin said with a smile.
Ling Jiao thought for a moment, then said instead.
"Let me treat you, consider it paying back the money you owed for the wontons."
Fu Shiqin's lips twitched slightly, but he did not refuse her suggestion.
"Okay, then I'll pick the place."
However, he drove her to one of his restaurants.
After the two ordered their food, Ling Jiao made a suggestion.
"From now on, you don't need to pick me up all the time, is that not good?"
"Are you afraid of being photographed by the media?" Fu Shiqin asked.
He understands that the private lives of public figures inevitably attract attention.
“I’m used to it, but the media always writes these things, and the girl you have a crush on in the future will definitely misunderstand,” Ling Jiao explained.
Don't let her develop a deep prejudice against this ex-girlfriend who isn't actually your ex-girlfriend, which could negatively impact their relationship.
Fu Shiqin felt a headache coming on, but he had no choice but to smile and say it.
"So what if it's a misunderstanding? Everyone has exes, and I just wanted to see if she would get jealous."
I'm so tired. It's so hard for him to win over his girlfriend.
“But won’t this just deepen the conflict?” Ling Jiao asked.
The other party misunderstands that they are actually dating, and therefore will not consider his feelings at all.
Fu Shiqin touched his ear guiltily and said with a dry laugh.
"No, it's already having some effect. Let's keep up the good work."
Ling Jiao: "..."
His crush, that girlfriend, really has a unique way of thinking.
"Jiaojiao, have you ever thought about what kind of boyfriend you want?" Fu Shiqin asked casually.
Ling Jiao picked up her water glass and took a sip. "I don't want a boyfriend."
She now has a job she enjoys and a peaceful life. In a few years, she plans to study abroad for a few more years.
Moreover, I was born into an unhappy marriage, so I don't have high expectations for relationships and marriage.
Her current life brings her peace, and she doesn't want anyone to disrupt this peace, nor does she want to worry about others.
"A non-marriage advocate?" Fu Shiqin was already going crazy.
Ling Jiao smiled and said.
"Maybe so. I'm not really suited for dating or marriage, so I won't bother other people."
Fu Shiqin roared inwardly: Disturb me, disturb me all you want!
"So you don't have anyone you like?"
Ling Jiao stared at him blankly for a few seconds, then shook her head and said.
"No, and I don't want to have any."
Fu Shiqin was on the verge of tears, but dared not show it on his face. Fortunately, the waiter who was serving the food arrived and broke his awkward silence.
Perhaps because of her parents, Ling Jiao was indifferent to relationships, as if he had seen through the illusions of the world, and he increasingly felt that the future of his love life was bleak.
The two enjoyed their meal, and Ling Jiao called the waiter to pay the bill.
“Ms. Ling, our boss is a fan of yours, and he said he'd treat us to this meal.”
"My fans?" Ling Jiao was taken aback, but still insisted on paying the bill herself.
The waiter refused with difficulty, saying, "If you do this, I'll be fired. If possible, you can just sign something for our boss."
Ling Jiao had no choice but to use her autograph to pay for the meal.
Fu Shiqin winked at the waiter with satisfaction, indicating that he had done a good job.
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