After returning home, Chen Zhiqian called Feng Xueming and asked him to have dinner together in the evening. He also called Zhou Yalan to remind her to be careful when going in and out and to have bodyguards follow her everywhere, especially herself.
Chen Zhiqian had reminded her of this before, and Zhou Yalan had lived with Lin Yihe for many years. She knew best whether Lin Yihe had any humanity or not. When she heard what Chen Zhiqian said, she reacted immediately.
After finishing his business, Chen Zhiqian turned around and saw Fan Qi sitting on the sofa in a daze.
Fan Qi told himself that during these days in Hong Kong, he already knew the dark side of this city under the special background of the times, but he still felt shocked.
Until Chen Zhiqian sat down next to her and hugged her: "You said you missed me every day, why didn't you show any expression when you saw me?"
Her husband wanted her to switch states instantly, but Fan Qi was half a beat slower and was pressed on the sofa. He bit her lips twice and let her go: "Focus on it, or I will think that you are just saying you miss me every day."
An image appeared in her mind: "Chen Zhiqian, do you want me to shave my head?"
Thinking of her bald head, Chen Zhiqian couldn't do anything to her. He sat up straight and said, "Go change your clothes. We are going to have dinner with Feng Xueming."
Fan Qi walked upstairs, looked down at Chen Zhiqian who was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa, and reflected on why she had failed at the critical moment and said something that ruined the atmosphere? She obviously really missed him.
She went into the room and took off her clothes, and saw two purple marks that had not yet faded where her underwear was not covering. It looked very ambiguous, very what?
At night, Fan Qi secretly made up his mind to restore the destroyed atmosphere.
"Fan Qi, come down quickly, it's too late." Chen Zhiqian urged her downstairs.
Fan Qi put on a dress and hurried downstairs.
He said he was too late. When they arrived, there were still ten minutes. The restaurant was next to the mall. Fan Qi said to Chen Zhiqian, "My underwear is a little old. I'm going to buy two sets. I'll be here soon, okay? You wait here for Feng Xueming."
"Go ahead!"
Chen Zhiqian went into the private room to wait for Feng Xueming.
Feng Xueming didn't know why Chen Zhiqian invited him to dinner, but he was recently surprised at Fan Qi's ability to make money. He knew that the stock market could make money, but he didn't know that the stock market could become an ATM.
What surprised him was that he heard from Liao Yazhe that Xu Miaoer and Fan Qi had become good friends, and the two even had lunch together and talked about stocks.
Last night he was watching "Who is the Stock God" and saw Xu Miaoer on TV. She still had the same face that could not be compared with that of a female star, but she no longer had that kind of sarcasm and became calm and composed. That feeling reminded him of his time studying in the UK.
At that time, Xu Miao'er was not as calm and relaxed as she is now, nor was she as contemptuous as before. Instead, she was innocent, obedient and gentle. They lived together, he cooked for him in a foreign country, and he held her in his arms on rainy nights...
Feng Xueming arrived at the restaurant entrance and saw Fan Qi walking hurriedly with shopping bags.
As soon as the bright and beautiful Fan Qi appeared, the image of Xu Miaoer immediately faded. Why did he think of Xu Miaoer inexplicably?
When Fan Qi saw Feng Xueming, he said, "Ah Qian is already inside."
No matter how beautiful Fan Qi was, or how much she suited his taste, she was still Chen Zhiqian's wife. In terms of means and ability, Feng Xueming believed that he could not compare with him. Feng Xueming reminded himself and nodded to Fan Qi: "Okay."
The two entered the restaurant together.
Chapter 80
◎Social death again◎
Chen Zhiqian saw Fan Qi and Feng Xueming coming in together and asked Fan Qi, "Have you bought it?"
"Bought it." Fan Qi sat down next to him.
Chen Zhiqian habitually rubbed Fan Qi's hair, raised his head and asked, "Feng Xueming, do you have any dietary restrictions?"
"No." Feng Xueming said.
Chen Zhiqian asked again: "You don't mind durian, do you?"
"I ate it." Feng Xueming said.
“Is beer okay?”
"good."
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