Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

On weekends, Yang Qingwei went to see the house with Mingxi as agreed.I have to admit that Ming Xi is much better than her in finding a house, but within two days he has screened out three high-quality and cheap houses.

The first set has two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The area is less than [-] square meters. Although it is an old community, it is close to the bus station and commuting is more convenient;
The second set is a two-bedroom apartment. There is no living room, only a narrow corridor, the innermost part is the kitchen, and the bathroom is very small. It can be used for daily use, but it is far away from the bus station and subway station, and the transportation is not very convenient;

The third set is slightly larger, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen and two bathrooms. The advantage is that two people don’t have to fight for the bathroom. The disadvantage is that the price is slightly higher, but it is relatively close to the bus station and subway station, so the transportation is convenient.

After seeing the three houses, it was already dinner time. As a condolence, Yang Qingwei took the initiative to invite Ming Xi to dinner, and Ming Xi did not refuse.

The two found a restaurant nearby.

"It looks good!" Ming Xi said, "Although I live nearby, I haven't been to this place before."

Yang Qingwei was also brought here by Fu Misheng. She ate there once and thought it was good, but she never came because it was too expensive. She came here today to thank Mingxi. More importantly, the environment here is good and suitable for talking about things.

"His salt-baked prawns and crispy chicken chops are good, you can try them!" Yang Qingwei recommended.

"Then I have to try it!"

The two talked and laughed, and discussed about the house after ordering the meal.In fact, in terms of practicality, one or three sets are good. If you want to avoid embarrassment, the third set is the best, but the rent is a bit higher. If there are two people, you need to share an extra 500 yuan each. For these migrant workers, it is true. It is a bit expensive.

"Three rooms, is there no one in our group renting a room?" Yang Qingwei asked, if there was another person, it would be easier.

"Sister Lan and Sister Meng have a house, and Brother Cheng is with his girlfriend. As for Yaoyao, she seems to be from here, so," Ming Xi looked at her and said, "We still have to work hard!"

"What are you trying to do?" Suddenly, a slender white hand was on his shoulder, and a figure came from behind. Yang Qingwei couldn't help laughing after seeing the man's face clearly.

"Mi...Miss Fu, why are you here?" After all, Ming Xi is still here, she can't expose it.

Fu Misheng naturally knew what she was thinking, and responded accordingly, "I came here to meet a friend, I didn't expect to see you here, why are you here, team building?"

The words were addressed to the two of them, but her eyes were fixed on Yang Qingwei. Yang Qingwei lowered her head guiltily and pretended to drink water.

"No, we're here to see the house!"

"No..." Yang Qingwei wanted to interrupt him, but it was too late because she was choked by the water.

Fu Misheng's face changed slightly, Yang Qingwei wiped her mouth with a tissue but couldn't stop coughing violently.

It's over, this house can't be rented anymore.

"Are you all right?" Ming Xi said worriedly, and handed her the glass of water, "Drink some water and press it!"

Yang Qingwei was stopped by Fu Misheng before she reached out her hand.

"It's not good for men and women to share the same glass of water, right?"

Ming Xi said with a simple face, "I haven't drunk yet."

Fearing that Fu Misheng would mess up something, Yang Qingwei repeatedly waved her hands and said no, and called the waiter to order a new glass.

After drinking half a glass of water, Yang Qingwei relieved a little, but her cheeks were already flushed from coughing.

Fu Misheng took advantage of the situation and sat next to her, and asked bluntly, "If you don't mind, can I eat with you?"

Yang Qingwei couldn't speak, so Mingxi had no choice but to endure the embarrassment and say yes.

Although he didn't know why, he always felt that Miss Fu was hostile to him. Is it an illusion?

Compared with Ming Xi's bewilderment, Yang Qingwei was really scared. She was more worried about whether she could persist until the end of the meal.