Wen Ying seemed to be thinking of some bright future, and her eyes were curved with smiles. Xie Qian couldn't help but smile too.
Recently, we dealt with two scums in Shanghai, and the Hamster family also bought a house in Shanghai. Everything is moving in a good direction. The only thing is that the matter of Jiaxin Film and Television Company was interrupted by He Zhen's phone call last time and he has not confessed it yet.
Xie Qian felt that it was better to do it today than to wait for another day, so he had to make things clear with Wen Ying today.
"Do you want to eat some fried skewers after school?"
Xie Qian invited her and Wen Ying's eyes widened.
"...Xie Qian, are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Qian has always stayed away from the fried skewers shop at the school gate. After transferring to a provincial key school for two years, Xie Qian never touched the fried skewers at the school gate.
If he wasn't good-looking, popular in the provincial key middle schools and several nearby middle schools, and could attract business for the owner by sitting in the fried skewers shop, he would have been kicked out by the fried skewers shop owner every time he just occupied the seat without making any purchases!
Wen Ying knew that every time they went to the fried skewers restaurant, Xie Qian cooperated with everyone. This was Xie Qian's warmth. She also respected Xie Qian's eating habits and would not force Xie Qian to eat fried skewers.
Today, Xie Qian actually took the initiative to invite me to eat fried skewers!
Wen Ying thought for a long time, but couldn't seem to find any other reason except that she had improved to 92nd place in the grade in the monthly exam.
"No way, you're just going to treat me to some fried skewers? I thought I'd get at least a five-pointed star. Ranked 92nd in the grade, that's a breakthrough."
I broke through in this life and also in the previous life.
Wen Ying felt at ease when she asked for "☆".
Xie Qian asked her whether she wanted fried skewers or a "☆". Only children make choices, but Wen Ying wanted both.
Xie Qian casually tore off a piece of notepaper and actually folded a "☆" on it for Wen Ying.
"This is the third one."
Wen Ying carefully placed the "☆" into her schoolbag. "I remember everything. I only need two more to make a wish!"
Xie Qian didn't mention inviting Li Mengjiao to the dinner party today, so Wen Ying just forgot about Li Mengjiao.
The two sat facing each other in the fried skewers shop. As soon as Wen Ying's first order of fried potatoes arrived, Xie Qian suddenly said, "I want to tell you something... No, to be more precise, I want to tell you something."
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